The Biker Alpha's Lost Mate
Then it shifts, sliding past me, toward the river bend where I know Alice is somewhere out there, hurt and terrified and too far from my reach.
His smile widens.
“Now,” he continues, voice smooth as oil, “if you don’t want your dear mate, who barely made it out of her coma, to finally bid you goodbye, I suggest you cooperate.”
The words hit harder than the blade.
My chest seizes, breath stalling halfway in as the bond flares weakly, a faint echo of dizziness and fear that makes my stomach drop. Alice is close enough for them to use her as leverage.
I shudder, my teeth sinking into my lower lip as I force myself to stay upright. The urge to tear into Jace warps into something colder, sharper,
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