"Ah," Xenia screamed and sat up. "Owwww." Her body felt sore as she brought her hand to her head. Her vision was blurry as she looked at her surroundings. Wait, where am I? she wondered. It took a minute for her eyes to adjust to the light coming from the windows, and she realized she was in a bed. Remembering Barrick, she quickly jumped out of the covers. The massive headache she had was keeping her from remembering anything. She looked down and saw her teddy was still covered in dirt and blood. There was a glass of water near a lamp on the bedside table, and she quickly drank it, unaware of how thirsty she was. Her room was big, way bigger than her entire cabin. The light shined on the amber-colored walls, matching the polished hardwood floors. There was a huge painting over the bed of a beautiful blue-eyed woman. Her hair fell in golden waves over her shoulders, down the crimson red dress. On her face was a smile carved out of beautiful red lips. She looks familiar, Xenia

What's more embarrassing than fighting and screaming at someone trying to put you in a bath? Having another person watch you being manhandled like a child, and there was nothing you could do about it. Jane ducked her head and brought her hand to her lips to hide the smile on her face as Mason carried a fighting Xenia to the tub. There were times when Xenia could slip away, and Jane couldn't help but giggle when Xenia found things to throw at Mason. After a few minutes, Mason finally got Xenia to the tub. He lowered her, teddy and all, into the water. It was hot and soothing, and the moment her body hit the water, Xenia went utterly still. There was a sense of calm flowing through her body out of nowhere. All her worries disappeared, and nothing was left but peace. It scared but delighted her at the same time. "See, that wasn't so bad now, was it," Mason huffed out before standing. Xenia wanted to frown at him, but her body was too relaxed, and his voice was pleasant as she

The moment the door closed, Xenia fell to the floor, a bit shaken. She took measured breaths to try to stop her body from trembling. She zoned out thinking about her situation until she felt a hand on her shoulder. She jumped, pulling her fist back, ready to pounce, when she realized it was Jane. The girl looked as white as a ghost, cowering away from Xenia. A momentary flash of guilt came across Xenia's face. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Luna," Jane shrieked. "I brought fresh food and water." Xenia didn't realize she had so much tension in her body, especially when he was around. Still, she didn't eat the food. Instead, she walked over to the bench and looked out the window. Her body felt hot, and the coldness of the pane was soothing. She waited a moment before addressing Jane. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to jump at you," Xenia said, walking over to the table. Jane gave her a small smile as Xenia looked at the food. She slowly started to eat, hoping that it was poison. That would be bett

Mason left the cave feeling irritated as thoughts of Xenia flashed in his mind. He remembered finding her lying across the floor the other day as if she had decided to nap there. Then he saw the box glowing on the table and wondered if she had done something to it. He stared at her for a moment. She looked so peaceful, with her hair framing her face.He picked her up and laid her back in bed. He pushed her hair out of her face and caressed a hand down to her cheek. She sighed and leaned into his hand. The pull of the bond was clouding his mind, making him want to lie beside her and hold her. But he had to quickly pull away before Rodin got any ideas.Now, the Sisters wanted him to mark her, which only meant their bond would become stronger and controlling Rodin would become more challenging. He sighed as he walked up the steps through the door leading to the packhouse from the caverns. He made sure it was locked before walking into his office. Not a moment after sitting down, his offi

Xenia remembered Lottie telling her about her mate, Spencer. There was something between them she couldn't explain, but she knew she wanted to be with him. Xenia thought it was love at first sight, but maybe it was this bond. It would explain the connection she had with Mason on their first encounter. How he takes over her mind when he enters a room, how her skin feels when he touches her, and the intensity in his eyes like he wants to… "No," Xenia yelled. "I'm not his mate!" She didn't care that all the women looked at her with shocked expressions. "And I'm not staying here to become one either." The women looked at each other before laughing, which made Xenia angry, ruining a few eggs. Lacey grabbed Xenia's chin and angled it at a diagonal. "Well, I don't see a mark, so that's good news. For now." "Mark? I don't understand." "Humans," Lacey said, rolling her eyes. "When a werewolf finds their mate, they mark them right here," Lacey said, touching her neck. "It's to let others k