BETA ARLO.
“Why the fuck are you crying?” He grunted.
“He raped my mate, and if he ended up dead in my hands, they might take me away from her. We are just starting our lives together, Uncle.” I told him, wiping my snot with my arm. “Help me…”
“Where are you?”
“Forest, in the Council territory. I can send you the coordinates.”
“Coordinates doesn’t work for me. I need a mental picture.”
“Wait,” I said and put him on speakerphone before I took three shots of where I was, including Gray’s unconscious body, and sent them to him. “Will that work?”
He didn’t reply, but the next thing I knew, Uncle Adan appeared before me.
His eyes were drawn directly to Gray. He went to him and checked his pulse. “His pulse is still strong. He’s not dead.”
“I cut his tongue because he was using an Alpha command on me…”
A smug smirk tugged on his mouth, and that helped ease the burden I felt.
“Aren’t you a fucking genius? Now let’s get you fixed.” He came to me and grabbed my arm, pulling me to stand up.
