Edward
It didn't take me long because I was determined. I didn't care that my claws were now bleeding. I was an alpha and they would heal.
The trap door creaked and I eased it open.
A wave of damp air hit my face, thick with the scent of silver, blood… and Albert.
My wolf surged beneath my skin, straining to be let loose. But I held him back. No mistakes. Not now. Not when our mate was still in the hands of the enemy.
I dropped down into the darkness, boots landing softly on the cold cellar floor. My eyes adjusted quickly and then I saw him.
There, slumped against the far wall, was Albert, unmoving.
My silhouette filled the narrow doorway, rage coiling off me like smoke. My wolf was barely restrained, a pulse of raw dominance that made even the shadows retreat.
He wanted to be let
