Helen POVI kept my head down, knowing Kesler had one thing on his mind when desperately wanting to make me suffer. He is an alpha male, a dark coated wolf who reminds me too much of Scott.Now, above ever before, I wished that Kesler had the same fate of Scott.Maybe this would be over quickly. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt as much as I think. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll black out and be granted unconscious to avoid feeling anything at all.Kesler reels back his boot, brining it across my temple and throwing me into the side of the bathtub. Blood marks the floor already, but now there’s more. Crimson is such a terrible, painful color and it lines everything now.“Fuck, that felt good,” he mumbled, inhaling like stepping out into fresh air. “Let’s get to the real fun, though, little Luna.”He straddled my lap and I just tried to stay calm, knowing what is coming but not knowing how I would handle it. I laid back and shut my eyes, feeling him rustle around as he tried to get comfortable while I w

Helen POVI duck to avoid the slap that I know is coming.My father has been down here every night since Russo ran off, leaving me behind. He can’t contain his rage anymore. He’s furious with me for being such a disappointment of a daughter.He knew I didn’t kill Diana and I’m still suffering for her death. If anything, I feel so bad for my sister. She was a tool used by my father and my step-mother to forever torment me. She was tool, a weapon, and she died because of them.Not because of me.His next slap connects and I collapse onto my chest.“Fuck,” he snarled, panting through his exasperated sighs. “I can’t win with you, can I? You just never stop fighting me, Helen. You have to break eventually.”I spit to clear my lungs, the blood splattering against his boots. He hissed at me like a snake.“Worthless spec,” he snarled, swinging his boot back, ready to find its way into my already broken ribs but he stopped. Looking over his shoulder, the light from upstairs pouring into my bas

Helen POV My body was stiff when I woke out, laid out on the floor of a dark, unfamiliar room. Joy was still aching from our treatment under my father’s rule, but the scent in the room wasn’t anywhere near that of Fiery Cross pack. I could pick up Justin’s scent in the mix of heavy, lapping smells in the space. I shot forward, needing to find my mate, but in the dark my head met the bars of a rusted cell door. I fell back with a cry, my entire exterior marked and throbbing and pulsing. “Justin,” I panted, speaking through a locked, pained jaw. “Dammit! Justin!” Little steps came down the barrack steps and I finally could take in that I had been thrown into a cell at my mate’s own pack house! The Alpha, The Last Lycan, came down to face me through the bars. I tried to stand but melted to my weary, weak knees moments later. The world pressed into my shoulders, pinning me down at the aura that was leaking from my mate. His thick and hot anger was slapping me into silence, and he did

Justin POV I hated sleeping in bed after losing my mate to my father. After having her stab me, it only made things significantly worse, and my nightmares controlled a lot of how I slept at night. The nightmares crept back into my mind, jolting me alive while I shot up off the couch in a damp, cold sweat. I fell asleep by the dim fireplace, on the couch, somewhere her scent hadn’t touched thankfully. Wiping my tired eyes, I caught a glimpse of Randy in the kitchen, making something in a plastic cup and scurrying off to take it to the barracks. It’s nearly midnight by now. Why is Randy going down there to pester with my mate? I finally had enough of my guessing, stalking down the creaking steps to see my beta bent over the bedside, feeding my mate a cup of pink liquid. Her eyes hardly even opened and when he was sure she swallowed it all, he laid her back comfortably in bed. I grew somewhat jealous to see another male dote over my mate, his movements gentle and kind and loving… un

Helen POV“We stand with the Luna of True Mates pack.”I flicked a look over my shoulder to see the wolves and wizards alike all kneeling with that claim.Justin’s anger only grew more ferocious.I aimed to stand, to ask them to not pledge to half of this mating bond, but Justin had better ideas. He snatched my arm in his grip and yanked my into his warm, familiar side.“Now that we’ve settled this,” my mate snarled, pushing past his downtrodden beta, he pulled me through the house and dragged me down to the barracks under the home. He pushed me into the cell and I fell onto my palms with a gasp. “You belong to me!”He slammed his fist into the cell bars nearby and I inched back away from him, towards the concrete wall with little light streaming from the outside world. I held a wounded, scratched palm to my lips, the scent of my blood filling this small space instantly.“I am so furious, my Lycan can’t even handle this mess!”I sniffled at his rage. Seeing him teeter on the edge of c