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The days have blended locked in this place of pure torture. I don’t know how long I’ve been here; I don’t even know which way is up and which way is down anymore.Everything blurs as I stare at the cement wall in front of me. The one I never look away from unless they’re carrying me away to her again.I still don’t know her name. I don’t know anything anymore.I hear the cage door next to mine open, but I don’t turn. I don’t look. I can’t.I can’t watch and I literally physically can’t. My body is drained, completely useless. The wolfsbane they pump into my system on a daily, making my healing next to nothing.It’s just pain. So much pain.I clench my eyes shut when I hear Julia hiss in pain as they shove a needle into her arm over scars and scars of previous drawls. I only know because it wasn’t always like this.I fought at first, hell I’m still fighting just for more important things. I watched as they held all three of them against the wall with nothing more than a flick of a wris

Dallas and I ride to the pack in complete silence. I can see the nerves start to itch at him as we get closer. He’s rubbing at his thighs and rolling his shoulders, like he can shake the weight of everything he’s done off.I glance over, then put my hand on his thigh. He freezes and looks over at me, “They don’t hate you.” I whisper to him, and he shakes his head. “They have every right to hate me. The things I’ve done…” He grits his teeth and shakes his head.“She’ll never forgive me for letting her son turn into this man.” He whispers, turning his head and looking out the window. I shake my head, “That wasn’t your fault, Dallas.” I tell him, but his jaw just tightens further. “I could have done more to stop it, instead I helped him.”He throws his head into his hands. “Nick…” He whispers and I swallow. “Look, I’m not saying you don’t have work to do, but you can do it. Amy will forgive you. You just have to prove your sorry.” I tell him.A small scoff leaves his lips, and he looks o

We all wait to see what’s about to happen, but he just moves further in the room, Heather and Micah follow him in.When Griffon doesn’t say anything for a minute. Hazel looks back at the map. “She has the whole town blocked off from my ability to locate them exactly, but they’re in this town.” She points down to the scrap of paper left after the fire burned the rest away. I look down, Kirksville.I look over at mom, “That’s only a few hours from here.” I whisper, and she throws her head into my dads' chest. I know how I feel about all this, but I can’t imagine how everyone else feels.“It’s real? They’re really there? They’re really alive?” Griffon says ordering an answer and I look at him with pity as he glares at Hazel.She nods, staring at the map like she wasn’t sure she really believed it until now. “They’re really alive.” She whispers, then turns back to Cole as he squeezes her to him and stares down at the map shocked.Dallas stares at his shoes, lost. Nick runs his hand throug

My eyes squeeze shut, but I don’t stop listening. I can’t if this is the most I can do to experience it with her, then that’s what I’ll do. It doesn’t even compare, but the scars on my soul from not being able to protect my mate bleeds.Heather whimpers and I look over at her, “When?” I growl and Heather doesn’t understand but Micah stares into my soul. “They started moving the second they took us. They’ll be here soon.” He grits out, staring at the door down the hall and holding Heather to him tightly.The envy I feel at the sight of them together is ridiculous, but I can’t help it. What I wouldn’t fucking do to hold my mate in my arms again.The screaming heightens and my body shakes, and then it just… Stops. I turn and look at the door. It never ends that quickly.Never.I wait for the doors to open, but they don’t.The lights flicker and I look up at them. What the hell is going on?I look over at Heather and Micah, but they’re looking around confused to. I don’t think this has to

They let Heather, me and dad go into the room. The room where my mom is laying in bed… Alive.I can’t believe it. I can’t think about it, because if I do… If I let myself think about the fact my mom and dad have been alive, suffering, while we did nothing to help them.While I sat back and changed everything about the pack that they loved so much. While I buried myself in guilt, hate and revenge. I don’t think I’ll be able to breathe.When we walk into the room, she’s laying on the bed, staring at the wall. My teeth clench at the state she’s in. She’s so small, so weak, so… Broken.My dad doesn’t try and get her attention, just walks up and gets into bed behind her. Pulling her body to his and just holding her.Something he hasn’t been able to do, I’ve gathered.Heather walks further in the room and walks in front of our mom’s face. “Mom?” She asks quietly. I stand by the door and watch.Mom slowly reaches out and cups Heather’s cheek, and Heather lets out a sob. “Are you okay?” Mom w