“What?” I couldn't help but ask her again to make sure that what I heard was true. “If you are done with this captive game, can I go away?” she asked me again, and now I didn’t have the guts to face her. I turned towards the river and let go of her hand. “This is all becoming too much for me, and now I can’t even understand why I am actually here. If you want to kill me for torturing you, then kill me. If you think that I don’t deserve to die, then let me go from here,” she said to me, and though I could feel waves of emotions from her, I was still unable to find a way to tell her that I wanted her as my mate. “Is something or someone troubling you here?” I asked her when I didn’t have anything else to say. “I don’t remember having a proper bed, proper food, and the freedom to roam here and there, even when I was a huntress, Diego. The things you provided me for the last week are the things that no one provided me for free. Things are changing, and I want to be somewhere I can be at

"Arya," I mumbled her name in disbelief. "I am in a club named 'Wildheart Hideout.' It is near your pack. I need help," she told me without waiting a single second, making my heart beat faster in anxiety and happiness. I instantly got up from the bed. I will not allow anything to happen to her. "I will be there in half an hour. Do you think you can handle the situation until then?" I asked her and jumped out of the window, running towards the woods. I have been to this club once when I was wandering around. It is a few miles away from our southern borders and doesn't fall within any pack's territory, but I do have spotted a couple of wolves from another pack there. "I am trying. Just be fast," she told me and was about to add something more when I heard disturbance and commotion from the other side, and the call got disconnected. I cursed under my breath and gave control to Delcan, who instantly crouched down on all fours and started running with insane speed. I couldn't believe sh

"Okay, I will take care of the matter," I told her. As she was busy, she also ended the mind link. When the mind link ended, my gaze met the three pairs of eyes. Before I said anything to them, Ryan mind-linked me. "Champ, did you get the news about Federico?" he asked me instantly, and I couldn't help but feel the need for Ryan's safety now. "Yes, Ry, I am scared," I accepted the truth to him. "You are not alone, champ. I have to go to the council right now, but both Chicky (Ryan calls Addy Chicky) and I will come to your place as soon as we finish the council work. Don’t worry, we will handle it together," his words again made me feel protected, as always. "I will wait for you, Ry," I told him and ended the mind link. When I again focused my eyes, my gaze met the gaze of the three females, who seemed more than eager to know things. "Didn't you hear what I said earlier, Aria, Bria?" I couldn't help but tell Aria and Bria in irritation. "Do I have to repeat myself?" They must have

Throughout the night, I kept gazing at Arya's peacefully sleeping features. I noticed how she would occasionally smile in her sleep, how her nose twitched, and the adorable way she would itch her face when her hair touched it. She mumbled some coherent things with a slight frown, and she slept with her mouth wide open. I was so engrossed in admiring her that the entire night slipped away, and I still felt as if I had just arrived. When she furrowed her brow and partially opened her eyes, I knew she would wake up soon. So, I sat casually and waited for her. Gradually, she woke up, and the first thing she did was groan in pain. Before I could understand why she was groaning, she mumbled, "Oww, my back..." I rolled my eyes. Obviously, this is a chair, not a bed. What was she thinking when she slept here? "damn, I am unable to feel my butt," I stifled my laugh. "Expected it to be comfortable?" she jerked up and straightened her clothes when she heard my voice. "When did you arrive?" she

I can hear the voices around me, but I am in so much pain that my brain is unable to process anything that anyone is saying. When I felt someone's hand on my shoulder, I shouted in panic, "Don't touch me, it hurts!" I shouted. I know that I am fine; I made sure not to get hurt, so why am I feeling so much pain? "Sedate her, Addy. Give her anesthesia," there is complete chaos around me, but Diego's voice is ringing loud and clear in my ears. What is happening? I feel my body being lifted up from the ground, and people are moving around me, but I am unable to understand anything. I am sitting above a silver wolf while someone is clutching me from behind. I can see a huge black wolf nearby, and on it, a wounded Diego is sitting while the old man is sitting behind Diego, clutching him tightly. There is surely something wrong with me, there are no silver wolves in this world. The last thing I remember is Diego's face, which looks sad while tears are falling from his eyes. "Diego..." I mu