-NIA’S POV-
“Move your damn feet, you sick perversion of nature,” Zeek growled at me with his strong arms around my waist after freeing my mouth.
Despite my efforts, I couldn't break free from Alpha Zeek’s dragging hold.
Desperation and fear clashed with raw determination as I clawed, punched, and kicked with all my might.
“What level of i***t are you?” I cursed him, hoping to deter his foul ambitions. “You’re making a Volkes your enemy.”
A regurgitating scream bubbled up in my throat as we reached the field. I squeezed my eyes shut to muster everything within my soul to call out to the only man who could save me. “Lykoan!”
My mate’s focus snapped towards us. Scarlet wrath veiled Lykoan's orbs like a laser ready to inflict maximum damage, aiming for nothing but smoke as he watched Z
