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As I got older, I started to understand things better. I realized that Dad had been trafficked into the compound. He had never belonged here. … I drifted on the wind for most of the night before I finally found Dad and Lucas. They had crossed the mountains and made it into town, only a step away from the border. Lucas forgot my warning and tried to call the police, but Dad grabbed him and stopped him. Dad's expression was firm. "Ben said we can't go to the police. Did you forget?"

“Sienna, if you put your hands on me right now, I don’t know if I’ll have the strength to let you go again.” The sounds of soldiers moved closer, the crack of burning arrows slicing through the air. The Citadel’s towers glowed red from fire, and smoke drifted like ghosts across the ruins. She could feel the heat of the flames on her back. The world was collapsing around them, yet all she saw was him. “Let go of my wrist,” she whispered softly. He hesitated. “Ryder.” Slowly, painfully, he released her. She didn’t step back. She didn’t give him space. She only squared her shoulders, lifted her chin, and spoke with quiet certainty. “We don’t have time to argue about fear or desire. We have to l

Hayes whispered to me, “Sorry.” I elbowed him lightly. Emma guided me inside like I belonged there. The house smelled like lemon and vanilla. Family photos lined the walls. Kids, holidays, vacations. All the warmth I never had with Lucas’s family. A tall man with dark hair peppered with gray stepped out of the kitchen. “Ah. The famous Ella.” “Dad,” Hayes warned, “don’t make it weird.” Jasper Flynn grinned. “Too late.” Before I could speak, someone barreled down the stairs. “Is she here? Did she run yet? I told Mom she’d run.”

he yelled, stepping toward me and trying to grab me. I evaded his hand, trying to get air into my lungs. "But where are we going... This is not the way back home... And Lucas... Lucas said he had you locked up. How come you are free? How did you know where I was" The more I asked, the more I panicked. I'd been in that place for weeks and I wasn't even able to find out where it was Lucas had kept him, so how could he have found me so easily? Ryder dragged his hand through his hair agitatedly. "Does it fucking matter? I'm rescuing us. Don't you want to go home" he asked, the last part coming out more gently and I could tell that it took a lot of effort.

Ryder always wanted kids, and finding out that I couldn't have any, after the fact though it was, was one of the things that had helped me make peace with letting go. But he'd assured me time and again in the last few days that it didn't matter, that he'd rather have me than someone with his face if it came to that. I never thought that I would be so accepting of my fate, but good sex would do that to you, I suppose. And we have been having magnificent sex for the past few days, locked away in our little paradise.

We're not done yet." But I refused to give in. I stood my ground, despite the pain and fear coursing through my veins. "No," I spat at him. "I won't go anywhere with you. I want to go back to my pack. I don't want to be with you anymore." Jonathan's face turned red with anger, and he increased the beating. I felt like I was going to pass out from the pain, but I refused to back down. Just as Jonathan's anger seemed to reach a boiling point, a sudden movement caught his attention. Jessica appeared out of nowhere, her eyes blazing with determination and a gun held firmly in her hand. The gun, I realized with a jolt, was Jonathan's own. She must have grabbed it from the car. Jessica's gaze lock

I looked down at my palms for a while then turned my attention to my dad, completely ignoring papa. “Now you know the reason why we left. Could Ryder keep on working for us?” A nod was all I needed to ask Ryder help me go to my room. Author: Boys, we reached chapter 17th. Aren't you excited? Let's thank everyone for reading this book and- Carter: Bïtch, shut up! I am trying to smash Ryder ! Author: Wait, whaaaa- Ryder: *crawls and grabs author's leg* Help, he is really trying to smash me!

Jess said walking around towards us. “Dont!!” Damon said. “Let me speak Alpha!!” Jess shot at him surprisingly. “Fine!!” Damon said, walking as he let go of my hand. I knew he didn't want me to learn about the truth concerning Ryder and his past. “It happened a long time ago!” Jess said, walking towards me. “He had come home drunk one night and had brought in a strange girl, probably to have fun with her for the night,” Jess said. “But then, his powers had taken full control and he had her strangled in the process,”

Ryan called again, this time he picked. “Alpha, good morning.“ Ryan greeted. “We noticed your absence.“ Nathaniel was impatient with his small talk. “Any particular reasons you called?“ He enquired. Ryan paused for a while before affirming. “Well, Yes. Jessica is out of danger, the pup as well.“ Ryan informed. Nathan's jaws clenched. He was supposed to be happy, at the fact, that Jessica was well now so was his pup but it was difficult for him to accept them just like that.

Bringing Mia to Halewick would only make everything worse, and some part of him understood that clearly. But the line was moving, his patience was gone, and Mia's excuse sounded just reasonable enough for him to accept it. "If you're coming, don't get involved," he said. "I won't," Mia promised. By the time they reached Halewick, the island was bright with late-afternoon sun. Resort staff were moving between the dock and the main path with trays of drinks and baskets of flowers, and music drifted from somewhere near the beach. Ethan had expected tension, maybe tears, at least some sign that Claire's world had been unsettled in his absence.