Chapter Forty-One

Eliza Stuart POV

I have no idea how many years it's been since these blood sucking cannibalistic morons captured me, over time I felt the tell tale pain of my mate making love to another, it broke my wolf more and more each time it occured to the point that she went completely dormant out of grief, I on the other hand understood because I'm sure he must have assumed I have long since died though I still wear his mark on my neck, my dear Jeffrey, if only he and the others had believed me perhaps this may not have happened rather than making it look as though I'm paranoid and losing my mind you know.

My poor baby bird, as his mother I felt his sorrow, my wolf whimpered and mourned being away from her pup and feeling his sorrow, though by now I know they have no sense of me but now and again the emotion is so strong that I get a little vibration for a lack of a better word of how they're feeling. I can curr