Iris' POV"What in the fucking hell?" Let's say what he said was true about my wolf being caged, how is having sex with the nitwit the 'only' solution to unlocking my wolf?I snarled in anger and disgust, wringling the chains with the last drop of strength in me. I was weak. I hadn't had anything solid for a couple of days. I was hungry, and the antidote to my weakness was a good meal and a hot shower blasting over my naked body. Those were all I wanted, not having sex with someone I didn't want to look twice in the face."That's the only way, Wild Dog." He rolled his eyes in sheer mockery of my futile attempts to free myself from the metal chains."First of, let's agree now and forever that you stop calling me a dog. I'm no fucking dog, Gustav. And secondly, I'm never gonna have sex with you, not in seven lifetimes." I spat, fuming with brute anger.Yes, he was fucking gorgeous. But he had called me unprintable names, and had tried to force himself on me. If I hadn't kicked him betwee

Iris' POV"Where did you get that claw mark from?" Gustav was everything except calm. His nostrils flared wide and his ears puffed out angry fumes to intimidate me into telling him the whole truth. He reached for the serrated Muay Thai dagger, and stood inches away from my pounding heart.Damn it! How did I not see the mark in the first place? And why doesn't it hurt the way normal bruises do?Telling him his henchman marked me while giving me the best sex of my life would infuriate him and bruise his already crucified ego. I could lose a limb or have my eyes gorged out. I thought against it, and decided to corner him in his own turf."Your henchman did this to me," I spat, hiding my fear as subtly as I could muster."What henchman?!" He squinted in confusion, and relaxed a bit."Don't play that card with me, Gustav, I know you sent two assassins to come get me. But you know what, their lazy asses couldn't capture me." My blood rippled with courage, hoping I could buy myself some time

Ludovic's POVKa-boom!The grenade went off, destroying every item in its radius. Shards of glass pierced into my back as I shielded Amber with my body. Unlike me, if she sustained grave injuries, she might run into shock, or bleed to death.When I noticed she was not looking, I shook off some of the glass pieces and felt my flesh closing up, but slowly. The sickness made my healing process slow, even as a Lycan. My speed had reduced; same as my strength and keen sense of smell. They were all affected."Iris, where are you?" I gnashed.I wrapped myself around her to keep her shivering body still. But it was not enough to keep her still. Her body quaked with great force like a leaf in a thunderstorm. "Are we under attack?" She gritted, her eyes opened wide.The fire crawled to the bed, licking the dry cotton and maple frame greedily with a crackling sound. Thick smoke rolled out of the burning fabric and the creaking wood, saturating the room. We must get out of the room, or I would hav

Gustav's POV'A silver bullet? Where the hell did she get a silver bullet?'My thoughts were disheveled as I marched into the dungeon in the basement of the mansion. Drogo trailed behind me panting helplessly. He was becoming old to keep up with the widening gap between us. Even as a werewolf, your glory days are numbered. Drogo's glory days ended with my father's reign. My time to lead was here.No, my time to rule had come, and I was having a field day at it. Father would look down from heaven, or up from hell in awe, that I surpassed his fears and limitations.We got to the mouth of the dungeon, and turned of a big flashlight affixed to a hinge on the wall to brighten the dark corridor. The corridor was as quiet as a graveyard, except for the tapping of our shoes against the concrete floor.The dungeon could pass for a graveyard after all. Both humans and werewolves in their drones had been tortured to death by my skillful hands in the same room Iris was being held.Seeing my victi

Iris' POV"Ah!" I peeled my lazy eyes open to the soft yellow beam from a semi-flushed mount dropping from a false ceiling in a strange room. I was too weak to move an arm or raise my body to examine the room I was.Suddenly, I forced mg eyes open, forgetting the pain throbbing my temples. 'Have I been fucked again?' I asked myself, raising the black blanket to see if I was naked.'What a relief. I have a pink nightie covering me this time.' I closed my eyes in relief and sat up on the bed, leaning my back against the puffy pillows that once cushioned my head. The last memory I remembered was me kneeling on a cold concrete floor in a cold dungeon being punished by my psychopathic Alpha mate, Gustav. He had said something about helping me unlock my caged wolf by having sex with me, to which I rebutted sternly."Are... Are... Are you all right, my dear?" A nasal female voice broke through my thought, bringing me back to the room. She was not alone. Gustav and Drogo were with her opposi