Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
She lifted up the corner of her sack for air and to see her surroundings. Luckily, the man sitting next to her was looking out his window. She scanned the area. They were on a main road now. She recognized some of the landmarks. It’s not like she had a cell phone or anyone to give her location to. What she needed was opportunity. As soon as she had a chance, she’d make a break for it. The thought of rape, torture, and murder was worth fighting to avoid at all costs. Normally a situation like this would have put her into a full-blown panic attack, but ever since Liam committed to her, she felt as if she could take on the world.
And she still had hope her Prince Charming would save the day again. She’d always been a hopeless romantic, but she’d reserved those feeling for romance novels, not real life. Liam changed everything.
“We’re here,” said her captor. She wondered where the other two men had gone. Her odds were better with one.
He dragged her roughly out of the pickup truck and tugged off the sack. Her eyes adjusted to the daylight, and her lungs filled with fresh air. They were in the forest again, a wooden hut just ahead. Several wolves crept in from between the trees. She turned to the man squeezing her arm, but he only laughed at her.
Were they going to feed her to the wolves? What would that prove?
She struggled, twisting and squirming to get out of his firm grasp. “Let me go!”
“She doesn’t know,” said the driver of the truck. Neither man showed any fear of the wild animals moving in. Were they trained?
“Even more fun.” He squeezed her arm tighter, giving her a sharp shake until she settled down. She remembered Liam telling her some wolves would love her. These looked at her like she was on the menu.
“You guys are in big trouble. Let me go and I won’t say anything.” She tried to sound tough, but it came out all wrong.
“Did Liam tell you what marking you signified?”
She frowned. “Of course. He loves me. I’m his … mate.” It sounded dumb coming from her, but from Liam it sounded sexy as hell.
“Only werewolves mark their woman with a love bite. Haven’t you read a single fucking fairy tale? I thought human girls ate that shit up.”
“This is real life.”
One of the wolves stood on two legs, shaking and morphing before her eyes. Its hair receded and bones elongated. Within seconds the wolf had turned into one of the men by the river. Her mouth fell open, and her entire body went numb. Thoughts and memories overloaded her mind as she tried to make sense of what she’d witnessed. Everything she’d ever known or understood was in question, and it was too much to process.
“You’ve been kept in the dark,” he said. “You’d think when a werewolf claimed a mate he’d have the decency to fill her in on the facts.” He tutted.
Her captor said, “If all goes well, he’ll come for you. That’s what we’re counting on. Hope you enjoyed the honeymoon while it lasted because Liam’s about to go to doggy heaven.”
She shook her head, dizziness washing over her in waves. “No, Liam’s not a wolf.”
They all laughed and mocked her. “He’s a legend around here. Honey, your man is an alpha wolf.”
Chapter Eight
“You go and it’ll be a trap,” Jake said.
“I can’t just sit here. They’ve got my mate, Jake.” He gripped the back of the chair and threw it across the room.
Alphie was hurt and nursing his injuries. They’d hurt his fucking dog and taken his woman. Liam was so fucking pissed right now. The need to hurt, to kill was so fucking strong. Rebecca’s scent was all over the house, but with her gone, it was slowly fading. He had to find her. To get her back.
There’s no way he could let anything happen to her. His father’s wisdom filtered through the anger. He’d told Liam that a man could tell when he was in love when protecting someone else was more important than protecting himself. He felt that for Rebecca.
“You know this poses a lot more problems,” Eli said.
“I know.” Liam didn’t need to be told what he faced.
“She’ll know the truth now,” Ben said.
He closed his eyes, counted to ten, then looked at Ben. “I know.”
Ben held his hands up. “I wasn’t trying to state the obvious or anything.”
“Then what the fuck were you trying to achieve? She’s in the hands of my enemy, and you fuckers don’t seem to get that I’m having a really hard time right now. I’m trying to deal with the fact she’s gone.”
He turned his back on them, feeling the primal need to release his wolf.
The beast slammed within him, desperate to come out. Would it be so bad if he let him out for a while? He couldn’t let anything happen to Rebecca. If his wolf hurt her, he wouldn’t be able to live with himself. She was his mate, destined to belong to him.