Evvie’s POV:"Ready for your next trial?" I gulped.What did he mean by that?Then I met his gaze, my breath catching in my throat.I almost forgot how to breathe when his lips claimed me hungrily. The scent of my renewed arousal tainting the air.What is happening? My p*ssy is throbbing, and I mean really throbbing. It hurts like hell and I want him inside me again.But I just came twice.I let out a moan that I wasn’t intending to release into his lips. He groaned in response, nibbling at my lower lip while his hands moved to caress my neglected breasts.F*ck. My body was already responding to him, my skin tingling with the pleasurable sensation of his touch, my walls clenching with a longing that is impossible to ignore.But a part of me hesitated. I mean I had just had two explosive orgasms, and my body still trembled from the force of them. Could I handle more?He didn’t give me time to think. His hands were on me again. His lips found mine in a fierce, demanding kiss that left m
Logan’s POV“Barrak.”Only one. Only one man I know of, a rogue at that, who goes by the name.Barrak fucking Davis. He doesn’t know me, but I f*cking know him. Or rather, he is not aware who he had crossed. All these years, my ultimate goal was to make him pay.I searched her face, hoping, praying, I’m wrong.My jaw clenched, and I forced myself to look into her eyes.“His last name?”She swallowed, before answering, “Davis. Barrak Davis.”And then it hit me.Sarah…The memory hit me like a solid punch to the gut, twisting my insides and making me want to vomit.Sarah's innocent face flashed in my mind. Her soft giggles, the way her eyes crinkled at the corners when she smiled. God, how she loved to smile.Sarah was my chosen mate. We have been together for five years, not officially because we knew we’d find our mates. We didn’t want our hearts broken nor do we want to break that of our fated. But when I turned twenty-five, I decided to stop looking for my fated and claim her instea
CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHTLogan’s POV:I bite down her mark and suck, making her moan deliciously.Pulling away, I look at her in the eyes.“I want you to mark me, Evvie.”Evvie stared at me, her eyes wide, surprise flickering across her face. For a moment, I thought she might pull away, might tell me that she wasn’t ready. But then, her expression softened.“Logan...” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.“Are you sure?”I nodded, looking into her eyes.“I need you, Evvie. I need to know that no matter what happens, you’re with me. That you choose me.”Her hands slid up my chest, her touch igniting a fire inside me.“I choose you, Logan,” she said softly, her voice steady now. “I know that now.”Evvie leaned in, her lips brushing against my neck, right where my pulse beat strong and steady.I closed my eyes, anticipation thrumming through my veins as her teeth grazed my skin.“I love you,” she whispered again, just before she bit down, her teeth sinking into my flesh.A groan tore
CHAPTER NINETY-NINEEvvie’s POV:I couldn't get Logan’s words out of my head. My mind spun with a whirlwind of emotions, each one hitting harder than the last.Barrak had killed his mate.That makes so much sense to me now. Why he had been so against the mate bond since the beginning. Why he never talked about his mate. And why he found it so easy to connect with me when I told him about Zachary, his betrayal. Her betrayal, Sarah’s.That was the link he found between me and him.She rejected him, just like Zachary rejected me for someone else, for Brenda.I thought I knew Barrak from inside out when we were together, but he never told me this.He never told me he knew his mate.But the answer is clear as day. He didn’t want me to know because he killed her, probably afraid of how he’d appear in my eyes when I realize it.Hiding the truth and pretending to be a victim is worse.My skin crawled and bile began to rise in my throat as I recalled the times he and I would become intimate to
CHAPTER ONE HUNDREDEvvie’s POV:His eyes snapped to me with a flash of anger, and betrayal. My stomach sank.“You were supposed to find out if he was involved, not get yourself knocked up by him.” He snarled.I took a step back, but I held my ground.“He’s my mate. This is my home now, Barrak,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.He growled, then started to move, circling me.“Logan isn’t exactly the monster you painted him to be.” I said, following the direction of his gaze as he circled me.“So now you find your mate, and you think you know everything about him?” he chuckled mockingly. I know where that came from.“Does he know who you are?” He taunted, a knowing smile playing on his lips.I chewed my lower lip, knowing full well the answer to that. He doesn’t know. Would he think I betrayed him?Closing my eyes, I let out the question that has been nagging me for years since I met him.“Why are you so against the mate bond?” I breathed, testing the waters.When I opened my eye
Logan’s POV:Cole’s voice broke through the tension in my room, heavy with urgency. “You need to see this.”I looked up, my jaw clenched, my fist still tightly gripping the crumpled note from Evvie. I could feel my entire body shaking, enraged as it looked for violence.“What is it?” I demanded, my voice low and dangerous.He didn’t say anything back, and just handed me a tablet.The dark expression on his face told me everything I needed to know—this wasn’t going to be good. The moment I took the device from him, my heart started to pound relentlessly.On the screen, the video started playing. The grainy footage was from one of the hidden cameras we had set up near a blind spot where patrols couldn’t touch. It was a few feet near the border, the line separating my territory from neutral ground.I felt my brows furrow immediately when I saw the footage.Evvie had gone to meet Barrak. And my breath caught in my throat when I saw her.She stood there opposite of a man who towered over h
TRIGGER WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTERS WOULD INCLUDE THEMES OF SEXUAL ASSAULT AND ABUSE, SUCH AS RAPE, WHICH MAY BE TRIGGERING TO READERS AND SURVIVORS. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED-TWO Logan’s POV: “I have to find her,” I growled. This is not good. He is taking her back, must be to that hideout of the rogue organization Cole mention Evvie belonged to. If no one but them knows where to find it, I won’t be able to get Evvie back. Cole hesitated for a moment before continuing. “Our best chance is to scent her out.” He suggested. I frowned, trying to wrap my mind around what he was suggesting. Scenting her out? It made sense, but we didn’t have enough people to cover the vast territory of the humans. “We don’t have enough people,” I muttered, frustrated as I ran my hand through my hair. “It’s not just about numbers. We need people who know her scent, who have been close to her.” Cole said, looking up as if he’s thinking. Then his eyes dropped to me, and I could see the gears turning in
TRIGGER WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTERS WOULD INCLUDE THEMES OF SEXUAL ASSAULT AND ABUSE, SUCH AS RAPE, WHICH MAY BE TRIGGERING TO READERS AND SURVIVORS. Evvie’s POV:A soft, sickeningly familiar touch brought me back to consciousness, my mind sluggishly clawing its way out of the darkness. The first thing I felt was rough hands on my skin, the sensation making my stomach turn uncomfortably.“Wake up,” a voice whispered, dark and taunting, dripping with malice. My heart lurched in my chest as I recognized it.Barrak.My eyes flew open, panic surging through me as I took in my surroundings. I was lying on a filthy bed in a run-down room, the air thick with the stench of mold and rot.The walls were bare, the only light coming from a single dim bulb hanging from the ceiling. It was a nightmare come to life.I hissed as pain knotted in my head. Then I remember what had happened.Barrak hit me. And the pain of the thought, a friend I trusted, knocking me out cold was more painful than the