Lana’s POVI had begged, cried, pleaded with him. The answer was always no. I just needed to see if my sister was safe. I just needed to know that they hadn’t hurt her.“Why are you even doing this?” I snap at him“Why won’t you accept my rejection?” He fires back at me.It was the same argument we had been having for days. He kept me a prisoner in his room. Though he was respectful and never tried anything. Unlike nearly every male wolf I had come across.“Just eat if you are not going to answer me,” he rolls his eyes at me and turns his back. “Besides, I already know why. You know that mark is what is keeping you alive. Ironic really when you were ready to die at the hands of my mother.”I stared at the plate on the desk. Different types of sandwiches had been made up and I still hadn’t touched one. It takes me a moment to realise he had been rooting around in my mind again.“That’s why I’m here. You’re starting to feel sorry for me now.”“I don’t feel sorry for anyone.”“Pfft!” I f

Lana’s POV He hadn’t locked the door. I opened it several times, but every time I went to step out, I found myself slamming it shut again. I just couldn’t bring myself to step outside. Who knows what would be waiting for me? Maybe it was some kind of trap? Instead I watch from the window. The guy from the dungeons appears. I think his name was Sam. They have what looks like a heated conversation. I couldn’t be sure though. Logan stood perfectly still, his hands in his pockets, completely unbothered. Yet Sam was throwing his hands around. I couldn’t make out what they were saying even when I opened the window a little. They both suddenly look up at me. I don’t know why but I ducked. Like I wasn’t supposed to be seen. Slowly standing back up, they were both gone. “That can’t be good.” I mutter. Anxiety gets the best of me and I start pacing, waiting for them to appear. Ten minutes pass and there are still no signs of them. Maybe they were waiting for me, but then surely I would

Lana’s POVBefore I have a chance to shut the bathroom door, he grabs hold of me. His hands gripping my waist as he throws my naked body over his shoulder. A hand smacks my bare bum and a growl erupts from deep inside him.“Think you can get away with that do you?”I did a moment ago and that had been a mistake. I thought maybe it would buy me more time. I hate to admit it, but I actually enjoyed sucking him off. Sparks had sizzled over my skin as I had flicked my tongue over his length. Even his cum had tasted different. For the first time ever, I hadn’t gagged on it.When I was done, I had tried to escape to the bathroom. Every part of me wanted more, to feel him inside of me, but that would make things worse.His hand smacks my arse again, this time the tips of his fingers hitting my pussy before he tosses me onto the bed.Pinning me down with his body, his hand finds my throat. His purple eyes gaze into mine.“I never gave you permission.” His voice is low, his breath fanning over

Lana’s POVThe last thing I remembered is this incredible pain, searing through my entire body. Sam had taken me on a tour of the huge house. We had only made it to the lounge when the pain forced me to my knees.My insides had felt like they were being ripped to shreds. A fire licking over my bones as Sam desperately called my name. After all my near death encounters, I thought that that was the moment I would die as I was plunged into darkness.His minty scent had taken the pain away in an instant. His touch cooling the fire that had been growing inside of me.“Logan.” I mumble his name as I try to sit up.“Just stay still.”“What happened?” “You passed out.” It seemed like a lie, but I let my head hit the pillow anyway. I didn’t have the energy to argue with him. Not right now.“Sam?” I mumble“He’s gone home. Try and sleep Lana. It’s the middle of the night.”I realise he is a lot closer than I expected. His arm drapes over my stomach, only this time he didn’t remove it and pull

Lana’s POVMy birth mom was actually here. It wasn’t a lie, she was in this pack. She was really here!My breath started catching as I made my way back to the packhouse. She had tried to reach out and touch me but I had recoiled. I was afraid that she wasn’t real. My heart began to race as I stepped into the packhouse. I didn’t know where to go and found myself in Logan’s office.When he had walked in, he was doing his best to comfort me, but it only left me feeling more and more confused. The man standing in front of me had thrown so many mixed messages my way. Maybe it was best to keep my guard up around him. I was even surprised when he said I could go and see Abby.I had to wait until my brother appeared. Sam smiles at me, his blue eyes twinkling as I slip my arm into his.The dungeons were far colder than I remembered and I almost slip on the stone stairs. Sam keeps me steady, his hand gripping my waist and stopping me from smacking my head.“Look who it is. The traitor has come