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Barely. “We need to call an ambulance,” I whispered. “No.” He sounded too calm for a man that almost committed murder. It sent ice sliding down my spine. “What do you mean no?” He looked at Carter’s broken body on the floor, then back at me. His gray eyes were empty, but something darker moved behind them. “If we call an ambulance, they’ll save him.” His voice dropped lower, almost gentle. “And I don’t want him saved, Drisana. I want him dead. I want him to stop breathing for daring to touch what belongs to me.”

he continued, “but you need to stop. She’s a vampire. An enemy. A vermin who needs to be killed.” Maverick released my hand only long enough to face him fully. His jaw tightened, his tone sharp as steel when he spoke. “She’s my mate. And anyone who has a problem with it should come and fight me. If they dare.” Gasps echoed through the hall, but Travis didn’t flinch. Instead, he took one bold step closer, his voice dripping with warning. “You’re going against everything we stand for. You being Alpha doesn’t mean you get to break the rules.”

Thomas told him, “He already found his new soulmate and lives together in his packhouse.” Hearing the most disturbing news, Drake suddenly stopped eating as he almost choked. After drinking a glass of water, he then stared at his father and smiled cold-bloodedly, “Then I’ll just need to kill his mate in front of him… slowly,” Drake then continued to chew the meat in his mouth, “so he could learn his lesson not to betray with me again with another man…” ***

Was this some sort of cage? He hastily put a hand over my mouth, ordering me to shut up. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn't this. The audio kept rolling. “Dane Wright. A beast. An unconfirmed sadist. A crazy psychopath. A numb, depraved bastard. He gives, but he takes, and he takes in a thousand folds. He's never fair. He never stops once he begins, and he can't tell any rights from wrongs once he gets pushed to his limits and acts before the right time. If you're here, it's because you're his new fixation, and he will only leave you ruined by the time he's done with you. He must've warned you, but you never listened. Ask him where his previous partners are.”

Trigger warning: The following chapter contains themes of violence, and sexual assault which may be triggering for some survivors. Reader’s discretion is advised. Draven made sure his body remained between her squirming legs. He aggressively suckled her breast to try and salvage the mood that was so abruptly ruined, but Alinta was not biting. He then started leaving a trail of angry kisses from her breasts, down her stomach. His strong hands carefully and sensually moved towards her hips, making sure his prey did not escape at any given opportunity.

They hadn’t actually got burned so I mean that’s a win in my book. “I said let go and you wouldn’t! Just leave me alone. We are over, end of story” I growl gruffly, I was livid, I needed to get away from her before I actually had to kill her. I jump off the ground and I rush back home. I just couldn’t be bothered with her. I couldn’t be bothered with anything anymore. Drake’s POV “Iv called you all here today to discuss the animal attacks and murder, listen I’m not accusing anyone but I’m honestly bewildered, I am out of Options and I just can’t find the culprit so I’m asking you all to help”

Drab sighed, telling himself that what he was about to do was a bad idea; strode over to the table, and removed the cap on the bottle. He sat beside the chained man on the bed and set the tip to his lips. It wasn't a very comfortable position for the weak male, so Drab supported his head as he drank. Drab realized that he caused the pain the man was going through. Yes, Dallan killed a vamp; and yes, Drab did not mind killing one too, but... his heart did not accept that one to be male in his arms now. After a while, Drab pulled back and replaced the cover on the bottle. The chained man slowly opened his eyes.

213 people died under his watch as their Alpha. Harris expected hate but was surprised as he walked down the hall toward the back door, the few people he did pass, their eyes lit up and the ones comfortable enough to approach Harris told him how happy they were that he was okay. Not once did Atticus let go of Harris' hand. And not once did Draven stay in the back of Atticus' head. Draven was close to the surface, the scent of his ash surrounded his mate, trying to keep him calm. He felt his mate pause at the back door and Atticus brought Harris' hand to his mouth and pressed his lips to the back of his mate's hand.

before starting the SUV again. ***** We are at a motel in this little town, Drax had gone to meet the neighboring wolf pack and I had just come out of the shower, he said, "We were spending the night and then going back in the morning." I had ordered food and sat down on the bed to message Ryker to tell him about our little road trip and let my kids know that I would be back the next day. I heard the doorbell and I opened the door paying the delivery guy, he asked if I was alone, which was odd, he even smelled odd too, so I said, "No, my husband is in the shower," and shut the door. I was watching TV when I heard the door and it was Drax, he was drinking the last of his blood bags and said,