My eyes were almost shutting down, I couldn't push him off me. If he could penetrate more, he will become the mating bond. I didn't want him to claim me, never, I kept pushing him. I can't give in to his needs, I feel down and weary! And with blurred eyes, I saw a figure emerging from the woods.My heart skipped a bit and I wished for whoever was in there to save me at that moment. I don't care if I sound like a weakling or if I ever want is to be set free at this very moment. However, just then I felt something lift off me. Looking down with drowsy eyes, I noticed that Albin has been heaved off me. I could no longer feel his canine, being exhausted I slid down the tree and fell to the ground.I can hear the sounds and howls of someone in pain but my eyelids are finding it hard to focus on the rightful place. Slithering with no destination in mind, I noticed a sticky red liquid moisture on my palms. Raising my hand, I stared at them but all I could see was blood. My palms split in

The claws piercing through my skin tore my flash in the process, tiny blood seemed to trickle out from the injury. I staggered back and stared at him with a dropped jaw, he was fuming in anger with a smirk playing on Albin's lips. But something was creaking in my head, *Is he truly my father?* because he doesn't act or seem like one. Why so much resentment? Everything about me infuriates and disgusts him. Where did I go wrong? "Where is she?" I opened my mouth but another word came out, all I had in my head was her. Is all about her. "That is my mate that you are talking about?!" Albin latched out, my gaze shifted to him before they darted back to my father. "Never!" He growled shutting the both of us up, "You will get a chosen mate!" "What, father?!" I stood and watched Albin hum in response. "She is my mate," my face scrunched in anger as I stood there and watched him lay claim to her. Ethan is finding it difficult not to snap off his head, not only Ethan, but I also

Amelia's pov:The quietness of the place makes it scary, my eyelid felt hard to snap open. My hair was loosely flowing half covering my face with my two hands chained up with silver bands My tattered clothes are not helping either as I looked exhausted and weary.Everything is painfully cold, silver bands usually lead to a burning sensation in any low-circulation or exposed areas. I could feel it trickling and burning my wrist around the area that it was chained to.The winds are not happening either, I could feel frostbite in the injured areas. The chilly winds biting into my skin caused it to hurt more. I grit my teeth which seem like they were frozen angrily.I am still feeling a little drowsy, the content that they injected into my body still has some effect on me.Elena is oddly quiet, I haven't felt her since I woke up. My stomach grumbles in hunger but I can't do anything not when I am chained and trapped inside a penitentiary. The long chains were whirling me around as I st

Allen's pov:Running through the woods to lessen my anger after the encounter I had with Albin earlier today.The fact that I couldn't see her and the fact that she needs me now but I couldn't do anything. Fast pacing the trees around the woods like a flash, the earthly breeze kept blowing around me pulling my wolf furs along.My paws kept hitting the ground, shoving up sand as I ran through the woods, breathing through the air to calm myself. And just then due to the height hearing of my wolf, I was able to detect a rustling sound from behind.Slowly stopping on my track, I allowed my eyes to dart quickly around the woods scanning the whole place for the intruder.My wolf's ear perked up, veering around I started striding toward that direction. With a slow and steady step, I started ambling in that direction. Stopping in front of the place where I assumed that the noise was coming from, using my wolf inner sight I scanned the place before they settled on two old men causing my jaw

Amelia's pov:It was so cloudy and dark out there, the chilly breeze hit my face pulling along with my hair as I stared tiredly outside the window.Everything is gone, there is no feeling of joy. I am just tired, I wonder sometimes what is really best for me but right now myself doesn't matter.What they did to me and that of my parents matters! It has been four days since my escape, four freaking days!And here I am striving to survive the endless pain that will surely leave an eternal scar. Allen and others have been a handful since that freaking four days.I couldn't believe that Allen could get along with Jade and Jerome, not when I knew how much he despised them, though maybe I think that he is doing that because of me; connecting with them all because of me.I sighed with a gulp, I didn't want to keep thinking of him or have the assumption that everything that he is doing is all because of me. Because that will do me no good but harm.I blink and tear my gaze away from the sky.