I groaned from the pain, and I could feel blood dripping down my face now. “Erik, please let me go,” I said in a soft and pleading tone, hoping that he would realize his mistake.
He turned my head slightly and pressed his face against mine. “No, I will not. You are mine Freja Forrester, not Cain’s or anyone else’s, and you will come with me willingly, or I will knock your ass out and drag you back home.” Erik whispered in a dark tone, one that he had never used with me before.
I sucked in a deep breath. “I am not your’s Erik, and I am not Cain’s either; I am his mate, not his property. I will not be going back with you, as I don’t belong there anymore. I belong with the Dead pack now and with Cain, the one that I love.” He deserved to know the truth, and although I didn’t want to hurt hi
