"I am." I smile despite the pain as Tate's voice reaches my ear, my heart soaring at the fact that my mate is here to save me. I turn my head to look at Sam, his face a ghostly white, and I smile smugly. He is in a world of pain for pissing off my mate and k********g me.
"Sam! Bloodsvain, they're here." I hear Ross's words of warning as he yells out to his nephew. I hear the Elder's heavy steps from the hallway carrying him into the room, where he abruptly comes to a stop.
"Oh, Alpha Tate, how-" I hear a growl cutting off Ross' sweet, fake greeting before the sound of flesh tearing apart and the smell of blood other than my own fills the air. Guess there will be an Elders position to fill soon.
"Look, Tate, I was just taking back what is mine," Sam says with fear lacing his voic
