Amanda
My captor didn't speak to me as we floated through the air. I tried to keep track of where our bubble went, but the thing swayed to and fro like it was zig-zagging through the plains. But we weren't heading north as I'd assumed, and we weren't heading south either. Instead, we were heading West?
I couldn't take it any longer. "Who are you?" I demanded.
He glanced over his shoulder at me, his long blonde hair flowing behind him like a banner. "Luna, there will be time for niceties later. We are together forever after all."
"You're not my mate," I growled at him. My wolf added her growl to the mix as well. There was no way we would just agree to what this man said. "You smell like a demon."
He twisted around again and the bubble we were in dipped low, its bottom almos
