MIKE For the past couple of days, we had been working with Jonda who was able to get us access to the cameras that were active on the docks. We went back to the day Kellen had disappeared but we found nothing of use. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack. I have to admit I did enjoy my brief time around Jonda and if the circumstances were different I may have actually tried to hook up with her. The timing was wrong but I would take the little looks we would exchange with each other. The little lustful glances we shared would always leave me wanting more. Maybe after we had found Kellen I could pursue this profound Obsession I was developing for her. If I was completely honest with myself, the more time we searched the more it seemed he had truly disappeared and I feared that one day his body would turn up and we would never know what really happened to him. I knew he was still alive, neither I nor my wolf, Duke, had felt a disconnection from our King, but still, it didn’

MIKE The Sea Dogs cells were nothing more than a warehouse with a hidden basement. They were dark, damp, and dank, and held the scent of the ocean. Darrius the wolf shifter, had been tied to a metal chair that was coated in a thin layer of silver. They had stripped him of all his clothing and left him there. The silver was enough to irritate the skin and slowly burn the back of his legs, ass, and balls, but not enough to do any real damage. It was a slow but constant form of torture. He lifted his head with a whimper when we walked into the large cold and barely lit room. His eyes were red and slightly swollen. Alpha Johns men had worked him over a little. It had already been decided that I, as Kellen’s Beta, would question the man, whereas Tobias would be the one inflicting the pain if need be. There would definitely be a need. Jonda took a seat at the side of the room and Hunji stood next to her, ready to intervene if and when needed. He looked more like her personal bodyguard i

KELLEN I waited, somewhat patiently for Tala and Jasper, pacing the small room. The guards brought me to some kind of small structure that only housed a bathroom and living room. The guard said they called it their lounge where they could grab a coffee, or a few hours of kip in between making the rounds. The small building was at the far end of the south wall just after the female slave quarters. There were two desks on either side of the room, a couch sat in the middle accompanied by one leather chair and a small table, facing the window. The room was well lit by lamps and the only other door led to the bathroom. The main door opened and as soon as it did, my breath hitched when my eyes met with Talas. Pulling back her hood she then flung herself into my waiting arms and I breathed her in. Instantly feeling a calming warmth wash over me and settle my wolf. Goddess I had missed her presence already. Her little arms wrapped around my waist, holding on like I was her lifeline. I pu

Day 13 of The Games KELLEN Today was my day to fight. I had woken just before sunrise, watching the peak of the sun come up over the horizon. Its orange glow of the breaking dawn reminded me of the hot flames of a fire, distorting the air around it as the heat rose with a golden orb, creating a mirage. I walked out into the open common area where it was still deadly silent. I had noticed in my first few days the lack of vegetation and animals. Not a single bird called out in the morning and not a single cricket chirped when night fell. I walked the common area for a couple of hours, not really thinking of anything in particular except for my upcoming Gladiator match today. My thoughts drifted to home, they were mostly of Mike and Lamia. I also couldn’t help but wonder if Uncle Michael and Uncle Marcus were still running the Kingdom or if Mike had had to take over. I wondered if they were still searching for me or if they had given up. I had been here for how long? Two months? I c

Day 14 of The Gladiator Games KELLEN The atmosphere amongst the Gladiators in the barracks was somber, to say the least. Not that any of us were ever really charismatic being enslaved. Ajani’s death had hit our hearts and the reality of our situation was once again shoved in our faces. We had lost Gladiators previously and we all acknowledged each of their deaths. No death was good and each man we lost to the games sat heavy in our hearts and minds. We had become an unaffiliated pack of sorts. However, Ajani had been a strong fighter the Gladiators looked up to him and they all knew he was not in top shape when he went out to fight, that was one reason why I was taking his death harder more than the others. The other reason kept playing in my head over and over like a film being rewound. He had saved my life in the arena. We both could have been dead if it wasn’t for him. Rogue sat by me, he had been by my side since I walked off the arena floor, patting my shoulder as I passed thr