Sophia’s POV
“Why are you helping me, Jason?” I asked him. I still didn’t trust him, but he had gotten us out of there. I wasn’t sure if Steven was dead or not, because it felt like I could still feel the pull of the mate bond, just barely. What was I going to do about him?
“I am helping you because if you stayed there, Sophia, Steven was going to kill you for your blood.”
“HE WHAT.” was all I said. What the hell was he talking about, really?
“Look, it’s a long story and we are still a ways from where I can keep you safe. I explain once we get to where we are going.” He says pulling out something from a bad he had.
“What’s that for?”
“This is too mask our scent. We need to go in the river and then I will spray you and the pack won’t be able to pick up our scents. It's part of the b
