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
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED-FOUREvvie’s POV:“F*ck,” he pulled out and plunged into me again whilst I gritted my teeth.I feel my claws lengthen, digging painfully into the skin of my palms as I instinctively squeezed them into fists. But no matter how I writhe and thrash against his wicked thrusts, I remain pinned down by the damn straps and shackles gripping my spread ankles.The first thrust was nothing compared to those that followed moments later. Everywhere my skin crawled and heart ached, feeling my bond with Logan grow weaker.Suddenly, a mortifying realization dawned on me. Since we are technically mated now, after marking each other, would he feel exactly what I’m going through?Would he think I wanted this? Would he come to my rescue?I didn’t know. All I know now is that everything hurts. Barrak is practically shoving his meatstick in and out of me, his rough, painful thrusts only made my pussy drier and drier.I was not wet for him, but he was for me.By that and the satisfied s
Logan’s POV:The ride to Barrak’s hideout was pure, writhing agony as I tapped my feet on the floor. Pixie settled at the front passenger seat, giving the driver directions while her human friend was forced to stay behind. I couldn’t leave the pack unattended, and Carlos is missing in action since Cole came back from his trip. The bastard, I figured he must be sleazing around since Cole is back, and he wanted nothing to do with him, so I assigned Ethan to look after the pack until we come back. It was hard, for Ethan, Evvie is after all his little sister. But she is also my mate. He understood this, and agreed to stay. Besides, the human girl would probably need some protecting. Unmated wolves in the pack would sniff her out and identify her as ready to breed.My brows furrowed, feeling a throbbing headache coming on.Every other second, a searing pain would shoot through me, leaving me shaking uncontrollably.“You alright, alpha?” Zachary who was sitting beside me at the back seat.
Logan’s POV Evvie was strapped to a table, her body bruised and battered, her eyes glassy with pain. Barrak was on top of her, his hand wrapped around her throat as he choked her. Pixie gasped, while the men beside me snarled murderously, but my eyes were only on Evvie. “Logan...” Evvie’s voice was barely a whisper, a broken sound that shattered me. I felt my own wrath rage through me like a tidal wave, and before I knew it, I lunged at Barrak with my claws slipped out. But Barrak was ready. He shoved Evvie back and met my attack with a brutal punch that sent me sprawling across the floor. I jumped back to my feeth, growling. “Well look who it is,” he sneered, his eyes glazing over. Suddenly, several wolves flooded the corridors to the room. The others immediately sprinted to attack, leaving me alone to face off Barrak. “Alpha fucking Logan. Just another weak alpha who can’t protect what’s his.” he chuckled. His words cut deep, but they only fueled the fire inside me. With
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED-SEVEN Logan’s POV: I released him, his lifeless body crumpling to the ground. My chest heaved and I felt blood trickling down my fur from my wounds, but I didn’t care. My eyes moved to Evvie, who was still slumped on the ground, breathing heavily against the far wall. I shifted back to my human form, stumbling toward her. The room spun, but I pushed through it, until I felt my body collapse beside her. “It’s over,” I gasped, reaching out to touch her face, her skin cold and clammy beneath my fingers. “He’s gone.” Evvie looked at me with tear-filled eyes, her hand trembling as she reached for mine. “Logan…” I pulled her into my arms, ignoring the pain that shot through me. She was safe. That was all that mattered. But as I held her, I could feel the darkness creeping in, my vision narrowing. I had pushed myself too far. The room started to blur, the edges growing darker and darker. “Logan!” Evvie’s screamed in panic and horror. I wanted to keep
Zachary’s POV:When it was all over, I took one look at my Evvie and the Alpha clutching each other as if their lives depended on it.I knew I wouldn’t win. Because ever since she met him, I have already lost the battle.It was obvious with the way they looked at each other, the way the Alpha changed for Evvie, and Evvie for him. I couldn’t deny what I see.They needed each other, and they were meant to be together more than Evvie was meant for me.Perhaps the fates were right. Perhaps Logan being her second chance mate was what she needed to move forward.I could never imagine the pain Logan could have gone through when he crumbled to his knees and punched the ground, clawing at his chest. A sign of the other’s infidelity.Only it wasn’t that. That man who died in Logan’s arms, hurt her.Logan killed him. I would have done the same.The alpha came back with wounds all over his body. Deep, severe wounds that would take weeks, even months, to heal, even for me. But, being an alpha wolf