Christian
Something felt off. It wasn't just the reality that I was being held captive, but there was a kind of disturbance in my heart. I felt too weak to do anything except think of how to get out of here. The Alpha said something that made me believe I didn't have too much time left.
My thoughts were racing and I just wanted to get back to my mate. She had to be worried. I was hoping she didn't blame herself for not saving me. There was no way she would've been able to take so many wolves at once. They caught us off guard. I kept thinking about her wolf lying there, blood running out of the knife wound. It hurt me to see her like that and not be there to help her recover.
This couldn't be the end of story. We had a fairytale to create and a lifetime to do it. The thought of our lov
