Warning: this chapter may contain some s****l and physical abuse, and thoughts of suicide. Please if you don't feel comfortable reading such things move to the next chapter.
Amara's POV
I'm sitting on the bed going over my thoughts. Trying to decide whether or not I even want to live. I know mating is supposed to be a wonderful thing. That's what Samuel said. He told me when I meet my mate I'll love him instantly. It would be a wonderful pulling feeling. What if my mate doesn't want me anymore, all because I gave myself to not one, but two other wolves. What's worse what if I like what they do to me. If I just kill myself it won't be so bad though. My mate could find someone else, right? Thinking all these things I must have lost track of where the sun was. I hear a pounding on the doo
