CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE

VENITA:

I woke up in the middle of nowhere, wet. Literally nothing but rocks and no sign of any living creature. Yet, all that was on my mind was sex. So much freaking sex. I was panting from both tiredness and being deprived. I felt I could literally fuck anything right that I come across at the moment.

Gently, I got myself up and began to walk. To be honest, something felt off about Mirage and Clay. Their actions looked like a facade. Still, it was an eye-opener to who Landon truly was. The countless heinous acts he'd committed hid under the disguise of charity.

I kept wandering aimlessly with no sign of human or wolf contact. My feet became itchy from the long walks, my throat dry and my body weak. Was this the end for me? And damn that Mirage girl. If she wanted to help me, she could've dropped me where I would be easily spotted. Maybe it was Clay's idea to do this. A payback that came with torture.

Among other things that worried me, flashes of images of my father being killed by