Kaia POV “That will be gone soon enough…” He leans into me, his fingers touching Hector’s mark on my neck…a shudder runs down my spine. My wolf, not liking another male touching us lunges me forward snapping my teeth at him. He jumps back, the restraints pull me back…preventing me from moving clo
Kaia POV “That he killed your Mother?” His words hit me square on in the chest, forcing all the air from my lungs. “What are you talking about?” I crawl along the bed as best as I can and on my knees by the headrest, the length of the bed acting as a deterrent between him and me. It, for now, was
Kaia POV Whether he meant to give me less sedative or he knew what he was doing, I’m not sure…but Samson had given me enough to make my body numb but not my eyes or brain. My eyes watch over his shoulder looking behind at the abandoned building that had been their base whilst keeping us captive.
Hector POV Samson the bastard had let me watch him carry Kaia out of the dungeons, my own mate in another male’s arms. Mine…she was mine. I could feel my life leaving me, feel my end coming. The knife that was still wedged between my chest plate was only centimetres away from my heart..a little
Hector POV With her lifeless body in my arms I run from the house, my eyes searching for a car to get us as far away from this hell hole as possible. My eyes find a car ahead, that seems to have crashed into a large tree trunk on the side of the road. I rip open the back passenger door, very ca
Hector POV The car just about gets us to the main central area of the pack, it had been hit hard when it collided with the tree and the engine gives out. Escorted into the Red Thorn pack, I don’t give the warriors an opportunity to open the car doors before I am in the back seat pulling Kaia out.
Hector POV “I didn’t realise you were a softy for damsels…” Orpheus finds mine and Kaia’s current situation laughable. “If your men hadn’t of stopped me, I’d be almost to my pack.” I bite back, not appreciating his sense of humour as my mate continued to lay unconscious in my arms. “You know the
Kaia POV As soon as I wake I know I am still restrained by the ropes. They lay heavy across my chest and torso. Yet rather than causing me pain, I am so delirious by their touch, by their hold that they create tingles…sparks that dance instead of eat away at my flesh. I try to wriggle out of the