(Quinn's POV)Jumping onto the bed, I let my body sag into the soft mattress. I have been so stupid, and none of this would have happened if I had just stayed at the compound and choose between the twins. Now that I think about it though, I know I wouldn’t have been able to go through with the mating ritual, and if I had stayed at home, there would have been nothing I could do to stop it. No, I had done the right thing. Magnus would not have allowed me to stay otherwise. I need to stay positive and figure out a way to get out of here so that I can get on with my mission to fix whatever the vampires have done. Jumping off the bed, I stomp to the door, and pound my fists against the hard wood. I continue to bang on the door. “Let me out,” I scream at whoever is listening.It doesn’t matter how much I scream for someone to tell me why I'm here. No one answers me, not that I am shocked by the silence. I stop yelling for a minute and listen. There was someone outside my room earlier, but

(Quinn's POV)The door to my room opens, and I don’t have to look to know who it is. “Why aren’t you ready? I told you we have to go,” Kai booms. I don’t reply. There is no point arguing with him. All it will get me is another black eye. I roll on my side and stare at the magnolia wall. Maybe if I just lie here, he will go away and before he comes back, I will find my way out of there.“Get changed,” Kai demands, his tone daring me to defy him. He wants nothing more than to punish me again. “You can either get dressed in here, with me watching, or you can use the bathroom, but either way, you will put on the dress I gave you.”There is no way that this pervert is going to see any more of my body than he can right now. There is something about him that is even creepier than a regular vampire, and even the thought of him seeing me in my underwear makes bile rise in my throat. He won't leave until I get changed, so I have a choice to make. I can either put the dress on in front of him or

(Salvatore's POV)Ever since I heard the news that one of my brother’s minions had captured a wolf in the city, I have been on edge. The chances of this being a different shifter from the one who has captivated me for weeks is slim. My brothers are desperate to play with their toy, unaware that I want to claim her as mine. I cannot let them find out my intentions for the wolf. I need to stay guarded until I can be sure she is the person I have been searching for, the one who can bring meaning to my empty existence.Thankfully, all of my brothers are currently away from our home. Dante is out building his army, and the others are out running our empire. Even though the country is in a semi state of lockdown, business for us and criminals like us is booming, and that means they are busier than ever. We may be immortal beings, but we still need money, and more than most people, because unlike mortal beings, we do not have a single lifetime. Over the centuries, our taste has become expens

(Quinn's POV)I have spent the past few days trying to adjust to my new life, but no matter how hard I try, I despise what I am becoming. The seven treat me like something they have stepped in. I am an inconvenience to some of them, and a punch bag for the rest. There is nothing I can seem to get right, and they took pleasure in making me learn from my so-called mistake. The only one that treats me differently is Salvatore, and he just ignores me. I can walk straight past him, without him noticing me. I feel invisible in his presence, and I hate it bothers me.Today is my worst day yet. When I am cleaning up blood from the floor, Dante kicks my dirty bucket over. He has quickly become the worst of my captors. I’m not sure why he is so mean to me, not that he needs a reason. It appears that he is trying to assert himself as the sole leader, but maybe that is just in my mind, because I am so used to pack mentality.As soon as I open my mouth, I know I should have stayed silent, and not

(Quinn's POV) The air in the mansion is heavy with secrets. Every floorboard inside the old building holds a story of a time long ago. It’s been hours since my conversation with Salvatore, but his words weigh heavy on my mind. Trusting a vampire seems like another one of my stupid ideas, and I have been making a lot of them recently. It’s like I enjoy playing stupid games with my life, but I don’t. I’m helpless and, as the saying goes, desperate times call for desperate measures. There is nothing more miserable than a lone wolf an outcast from the pack. Or at least that was what I thought until I was captured by a shifter’s mortal enemy... A clan of vampires. With the other members of the Seven preoccupied with whatever has been keeping them away from the living quarters, it feels like I can breathe a little easier. Despite the weight of the collar, that is still wrapped around my neck. The absence of their evil presence makes me feel like some of the darkness that has been weighing