Sarahs' P.O.V. With chains around my wrist and waist, I'm being escorted down a long narrow hallway. As we make our way to the steel doors, I begin to smell buttery pancakes again. Could it be? My heart starts pounding as if it is trying to get out of my chest. As the steel doors fling open, my legs go weak at the sight of... Of HIM... I feel mortified. My mate... This can not be happening to me. Jason will kill him when he finds out. If he finds out. No. I can't risk it. I have to get out of here before he sees me and knows I'm his mate. I start thrashing my body against the guards. This takes them by surprise as I was just being submissive a minute ago. The chains from my wrist are pulled out of the guards' hands. I grab the chan attached to my waist and pull as hard as I ca

