SASHA I'm watching in horror as he collapses to the ground, a disgruntled scream of agonizing pain pierces my chest as I feel his pain like never before, and it's as if I'm feeling him die right in front of my eyes. I cry out to him, thrashing against Lisbon with all my might; I'm trying desperately to free myself from her vise grip around my arm. I need to get to him to make it stop. I can't take the pain any longer; it's ripping my soul apart as I cry out his name repeatedly, sobbing as my body begins to shake uncontrollably under the weight of it all. "No! No!" I scream for him, "You're killing him, stop it, please, stop it," I whimper, feeling like I can't breathe as the pain of my mate suffocates me. "You can stop it if you want to; his life is in your hands, Sasha; if he dies, it's because you didn't care enough to keep him alive," I suddenly feel it; her words infuriate my wolf when a deep growl explodes up my throat as something so deeply hidden inside myself pushes t
WOLF I find myself locked inside a cage when everything eventually stops spinning, my stomach still feels like it's been freshly pulled from a drier, but my headache is at least gone. The cage I'm stuck in is the same cage inside the hole initially intended for Sasha when we arrived here; the metals of these bars are made from very raw and unbreakable metal, specifically created to hold our kind and restrain them. I could not break out of here if I tried; my body feels like it's been dragged through a grinder; whatever that witch said to me disagreed with my indigestion. Fuck. Then, I sense her somewhere behind me, gritting my teeth in distaste; I close my eyes, my back facing her as I sit against the metal bars of the cage as I grumble, "Not now," of all the times and all the people, Mason is the last person I want to see. The moment you no longer look at someone without imagining all the ways you could end their lives, you know it's over; there's no coming back from that, and
WOLFI'm so fucking restless stuck inside this goddam cage; I haven't been able to sleep; how can I sleep? Whenever I close my eyes, the haunting visions of what's coming in just three days have me sweating in panic attacks.My beast won't settle, not that I expect him to, given the circumstances. However, still, it's like something else keeps aggravating him, gnawing at him and eating at me too.I'm trying to understand better what has my beast on even more of an edge than before. Still, he isn't communicating with me, just pacing up and down past the cage of my ribs.His eyes are crimson, a complete threat that I'm worried he might do something stupid, like try and shift again. Right now, nothing he growls or snarls in my head makes sense.Fuck, grabbing hold of either side of my head, I apply pressure, pinching my eyes shut, I need a moment of silence so I can think, but he won't shut up in there. The constant growling and snarling, pacing and thrashing against my rib cage, has me
SASHA My eyes slowly flutter open; they feel heavy, and the sudden weight of my body being weighed down has pain searing up and down my arms; my legs are limp, but this only has my legs pushing my body up to stand with even more determination as I push up on the tips of my toes. Where am I? What happened? The moment the pain in my arms feels alleviated, I groan as pins and needles explode up my arms; everything feels so heavy I feel like I've been drugged. I keep hearing the constant echo of Wolf's voice shouting in my head; it's getting louder and louder the more alert I become. It's becoming so loud, in fact, and being driven by such a commanding force behind it, that I'm forced to respond, even though words feel lost to me. My tongue feels too heavy even to form coherent words, so I'm lucky when I mind-link him, and it doesn't come out all jumbled in my head as well. "I'm here; please stop shouting." I moan internally, my head is spinning, and every time he shouts, it
WOLFI'm shaking the metal bars of my cage; my beast is losing his goddam mind. The thought of Sasha being alone with Mason has instant panic creeping into my soul like a disease.I know what Mason is capable of, and the look in her eyes the last time she was here only confirmed the level of crazy she could unleash.I didn't think Mason would go this far; we had left things in such a mess two years ago, she told me she never wanted to see me again, but I should have expected this from her.I'm shouting louder, yanking harder against the metal bars, doing all I can to get the attention of anyone.I have to get Mason away from Sasha; she's unpredictable; I've seen those crazy eyes before, but never like this; I saw it in her eyes as she retreated; she intended on harming; that crazy look meant she intended on killing.Suddenly, out of nowhere, Caius walks into the hole, looking over at me like I'm crazy as he furrows his brows,"What the fuck is wrong with you?"His question only irks m
WOLF Throwing my entire body against the metal gate for the umpteenth time, I know my shoulder is fucked, it's dislocated and numb, battered from the heavy blows of my launching myself against the gate, but I don't care. I'm getting out of this cage one way or another; they can try and contain the man, but not the beast, not anymore. The moment I collide with it one last time, it suddenly pops off its hinges, crashing to the ground, the metal clanging on sudden impact. I stand, hands fisted by my side, my entire body vibrating furiously as I rapidly breathe in and out, my chest rising and falling with the determination to kill Mason. Looking down at my dislocated shoulder, I smirk, welcoming the pain suddenly coming to life within it; I immediately grip my battered arm with my other hand, yanking hard as it pops back into its socket. Pain, fuck pain, I feel nothing. "MASON!" My voice suddenly thunders across the hole as I feel the ground beneath my feet quake, the energy drivin
WOLF In my dream, I'm standing before a man, but he's not just a man; his strength is equivalent to a god. He stands taller than me; his arms and entire body resemble that of a Samoan beast. His hair is long and dark, and his body is tattooed in tribal meanings that don't make any sense to me; he's a warrior, but somehow more, he's an alpha, and somehow more. The moment he speaks to me, he calls me son; I feel confused, yet deep inside, I know it to be true; he's my father. His eyes are piercing mine, commanding respect. Yet, there's a longing in them like he wants to reach out and embrace me in a hug, but he can't reach me. Looking down, I suddenly see why... a river it's dividing us; the water is dark, almost black. He's warning me not to fall in, not to be tempted. He's warning me to stay strong, to hold onto my mate, and never let go. He tells me I'm his blood, the last warrior blood of our kind; he tells me to rebuild our tribe, to find the one linked to my heritage, and
SASHAA constant whispering hum inside my head makes me feel restless, and I start feeling claustrophobic and stuck inside this room. We're both trapped here, Wolf and me, until she allows us to leave. Lisbon.Looking over my shoulder as I face the wall, my eyes lower to Wolf; he's still fast asleep in bed. He's so beautiful, and a shiver runs down my spine as I bite down against my bottom lip, my mind wandering back to when he was inside me. Running the pad of my thumb over my bottom lip, a small smile creeps up at the corners of my mouth, the way he tasted on my tongue... I can't help as more heat pools between my legs, and I have to force myself from thinking of how many times he sent me skyrocketing into the most mind-blowing orgasms over and over again. I should be fast asleep on that bed with him.I can't lose him, not ever... Wolf is my reason for breathing.But I can't sleep.I wouldn't be alive right now if it weren't for him.Turning my head forward, I look down at a sharp