CHARMINE… I don’t take much notice of what he continues to say as he grabs me by the hair and then kisses me with the dominance that sets my body on fire. I take a sharp breath in, keeping the scream that he wants to hear from me as he sinks his canines into my mark. Stating his claim over me, I then take a deep breath and even though Annalise doesn’t seem to have her scent, it seems that because he has marked her too, I not only smell Candace fresh on him but her as well. This makes my temper rise once more. I push him back away from me and growl, “You have been with that whore of a slut, too…” The frown on his face makes my temper rise to think he doesn’t know who I am talking about. I can’t stop the growl as I say, “She is not your mate… We are… Stop fucking her…” Randall sends my temper over the edge when he is all calm and rejects my request… No, my demand, to let Annalise go and be satisfied with just us.

RANDALL… I stop at Candace’s door, knock softly, open it and walk inside. I am relieved when I don’t see Candace still laying on the floor, however; I do hear her crying. I move over to the bed but she is not there. I then walk over to the bathroom and the sounds of sobbing get louder the closer I get. I push softly on the door and it slowly swings open; I step inside to find Candace laying on the floor in the shower. There is blood everywhere, over the floor and on Candace’s clothes. I pick her up quickly and then race out of the room. I head over to the hospital; I go to link with Doc Amity and don’t find her link. I growl as I remember that she has deserted us, so I go to the next doctor I have in the pack. “Doc Randy… Candace is bleeding. I think she is losing her pup.” “Meet you at the hospital doors, Alpha.” True to his word, he was waiting by the doors with 3 nurses and a gurney. As I place Candace o

ANNALISE…“No. What else?” “What do you mean, what else?” He is really getting on my nerves. I gave him what he wanted. I told him I wasn’t going to leave. What more could he want from me?... I think about it but still can’t think of anything until I hear a little of Hugo within the tone as he repeats,“What else, Annalise?”I know I agreed to it, but to have to repeat it is making me feel sick. I don’t want to be with him; I don’t want to stay with him; I don’t want him touching me, but I know that if I don’t, then I will end up in the safe room for the rest of my life. So I send more of my anger and frustration at him and say,“Fine, I will stay with you…” ‘Just as long as you keep to your end of the deal too… Jerk!’ I think to myself before adding t

ANNALISE… The other messages were just junk. I then look at the missed calls again. A lot of them were from Thalia, but there was one number that I didn’t know, that had called a couple of times. I frown at it. There was one message; I look over my shoulder at Randall and he says, “Go on, listen to it… But on speaker, I want to hear it too.” I seriously hope that whoever left this message didn’t say anything that would get me into trouble. I press the button to go to my message bank and then hit the speaker button. I take a sharp breath in when I hear his voice. “Mrs Remington, this is Mr Nightmoon. If you could call me back, I would like to speak to you.” I then hang up and snap my head to the side to look at Randall over my shoulder as he once again growls low. He then moves quickly, slipping out from behind and around so that he is now laying over me with my hands pinned above my head. He then growls, “What would Al

ANNALISE… I am totally exhausted, however; I don’t miss as Randall pulls off and shows me the condom full of his seed. I sigh and allow the worry that he had tricked me go, and allow the exhaustion of everything to take me into the darkness and safety of sleep. When I wake, I am alone. I stretch and smile a little. He hasn’t been that in tune with the pleasure of my body for a very long time. I actually lost count of how many times he sent me over the edge during our sharing of sexual pleasure. I pull back the blankets and climb out of bed. I glance at the clock and realise that I had slept all night, and it was now 5 am. I don’t feel tired, I actually feel really energized. I enter the bathroom and have a quick shower, removing the sweaty feeling from my skin. I glance at the mirror as I dry off and notice something on my shoulder. I move closer and take a look at what it could be and see that he had remarked me. I don’t touch it as I know