20
Tate
My eyes shoot open, and I’m on the floor. Growling, I get to my feet, my wolf desperate to break free. f*****g Killian. I’m going to kill him if it’s the last thing I do.
“Faith, can you hear me?” Closing my eyes, I concentrate on our link, but it’s silent, just like it was when I tried to get her to run away. Tia had put a spell on her to make her sleep so she wouldn’t hear us in the house.
My body shakes with rage as I replay it over in my head.
Reaching into the refrigerator, I grab a few more beers and put them in the cooler. Before I can close it, my arms and legs begin to feel heavy. “What the hell?”
“Look who I found?”
I jerk around, but it takes a monumental effort, like a colossal weight presses down on me. The second I get a good look at the cocksucker in front of
