DOMINICLyle, the magic bastard, has ways of pissing me off that no one had been able to reach before.But that didn’t mean I was going to bend to his fucking orders and rules; fuck no.The minute he threw me into the room, I gagged, the stench of rotting meat too much to bear.“Let me out, you fucker!” I roared, pounding my fists on the door.Amber’s been stabbed; we have to get out of here! My wolf commanded, hurling us once more at the door.The idea of our mate bleeding in agony, alone, was enough to make me eat my way through the fucking door.But it wouldn’t budge.Not an inch.Defeated, I turned to take in my surroundings, lifting my shirt to cover my nose. Even my wolf was repulsed, and he ate raw meat.What was this place?There were shelves and dusty blankets made to cover the contents that were strewn on them, but you didn’t need to be a genius to know what the crim

AmberThe way Dante looked at Indie made my stomach flip. He looked at her in the way a woman never wanted her man to look at anyone but her, but Indie was sixteen.Surely not…I swallowed, trying to remain calm.Indie refused to meet my eyes, and with one last glance at Dante, she turned and fled.Dante swore, dragging his hand through his hair.“We need to go,” I whispered, the sickening feeling in my stomach deepening when Dante nodded, still unable to meet my eyes.I’d just told him I was pregnant, and he seemed more concerned about Indie, a girl he’d never met as far as I knew.“I’m not leaving them all behind, Amber,” Dante said, his jaw clenching.My heart ached with love for him, my fingers reaching out to lace with his. I didn’t want to go either; I needed Dominic like I needed life.But Indie’s warning resounded in my