Rachel POV "Time to play a game." Fighting the urge to scream, I focused on breathing through my mouth in slow, deep breaths. If I could control my fear, I would be more likely to keep myself and my baby safe. "What kind of game?" I asked. "We're going to trade favors. You want this water, don't you?" I didn't respond though I really wanted to shout at him for being an idiot. I wouldn't have asked for water if I didn't want it! How was I going to keep my temper around these thugs if they kept being stupid? "Hey!" shouted the second man, stepping forward to point at me, "He asks a question, you answer it! That's how the game's played. You got that?" Nodding, I said, "I've got it. I do want water. I wouldn't have asked for it if I didn't really want it. I'm not like that." I noticed the speculation on the smaller man's face and realized he had to be at least a delta wolf if not a beta. His build was rangy, long limbs with lean muscles, and he seemed to be the smarter of the two

Tyler POVSubduing a rampaging Lycan wasn't on my list of skills which turned out not to matter as Windsor hit Lewis with the force of a train, knocking him off his feet onto his back. The witch, Justice, threw out a ball of energy as big as a beach ball which hit Lewis square in his Lycan face as he scrambled to sit up.Just like that? He was unconscious.The whole incident was over in literally two minutes.Justice took Lewis away with a hand on his shoulder before his body had even reverted to his human form. I wasn't sure where she'd taken him, but I was certain he wouldn't be coming to bother any of us for an undisclosed period of time.Windsor had handled the conversation with the abductors more than I had.Blind rage had settled over me as they'd spoken about Rachel in terms of her value, her worth, her price. As if they could put a price on her life!Windsor took over when I became too enraged to speak. He was the one who agre

Nathan POV"Free me!" I yelled again. My throat raw from screaming all night and all day or for several nights and several days---without windows or a clock, I had no idea how much time had passed. Every thought in my head was focused on trying to keep myself human. I couldn't spare any to worry about Rachel.Being chained in a windowless room in a place I didn't recognize? Right then was the first time I had stopped worrying about Rachel since the day she told me she wasn't mine any longer. "I am not a danger to you! I am not going to lose control again! I need to reach out to my parents! They're going to be worried!" I was yelling into a void for all the response I got, but I realized I wasn't lying as soon as I mentioned my parents.My mother and father had no other child. I was their only son and heir. They'd never been blessed with another babe either male or female. For a time, I'd thought I would be givi

Rachel POV"How do you know this was done by those wolves?" Tyler asked me, shifting his grip on me to lower me to stand on my own feet again. I couldn't believe he was even asking me the question. They were my fathers! I had grown up with Patrick Flores as the man I called "Daddy" first and later "Father" and I had known Richard Campbell to be my father only a short time, but I'd known him long enough to recognize his voice. "I heard their voices! I saw Patrick!" I cried, tears starting to leak down my face against my will, "Patrick was literally in the room with me and the men holding me hostage spoke to Richard Campbell on the phone while it was on speaker. I heard his voice. I heard him." Tyler rubbed his hands up and down my arms as if to soothe me, but my tears wouldn't stop. What had I done to make it so easy to betray me? Why did I have not one but two fathers willing to use me, hurt me, even kill me for their own ends?