Chapter 73

Atlas’ POV

Son of a bitch… The wolfsbane laced shackles around my wrists and neck pulled tight preventing much movement, causing pain in my weakened state.

Who the fuck had the audacity to try to capture me? Well, I guess they didn’t try. They did. Fucking dickheads. Who do they think they were?

They had injected me with something also, and I felt weak, similar to the time I had inflicted myself with injuries, the time where Onyx had… shit. I couldn’t even think about it. We were past that now.

My head was a little hazy again too as I attempted to put the pieces together of the events that happened after we left the Ventrel coven.

I was on cloud nine, feeling smug thinking of how my sexy ass mate had fully submitted to my ways, excited about her promise to join me soon. The three of us were in great spirits toasting to a mission accomplished and to the assumption that I had found my Luna.

Yeah, so we hadn’t actually talked about that, but it seemed like she basically couldn’t resist