Chapter 3


    "Bo," Zale greeted, still holding me across his shoulder. "I''ve brought my mate."


    Bo nodded, eyes inspecting me. "She looks a bit small. Do you think she''ll be able to handle us both at


    once? You know what happened to thest one." He licked his lips. "But, it''s been too long, I don''t


    really give a damn anyway. It''s been cold this season, a warm body will do wonders for the spirit.


    Thest one? What did he mean by that? I wanted to ask, but was too terrified to. A darkness had


    came over Zale, and I wanted no part in it. It reminded me too much of the monster I''d left behind.


    "She''ll handle it," Zale agreed with a smirk. "But before we get to that, I''m starving. What have you fixed


    for me?"


    Bo snorted, striding over and reaching for


    me. "For you? Stew, for our new Luna, a meal fit for a queen."


    Zale didn''t try to stop him from lifting me away and cradling me in his arms. I was carried into the castle


    and stared at the zing firece. Bo sat me down in front of it. "Thank you," I mumbled, eyes fixated


    on the dancing mes. The warmth took the sting of the chill away and I huddled closer.


    "Zale, you can''t have her walking around in that. I''ll go gather my things. Keep herpany till I get


    back."


    Zale huffed. "Don''t forget whose mate she is, Bo. You can touch all you want, but you''ll never have her


    mark."


    A slow grin slid across Bo''s lips. "I won''t need that when I get to taste all the other parts of her. Axel


    won''t be home for awhile, he''s hunting and dealing with patrols. There''s been a lot of activity at the


    northern border."


    Zale''s eyes were almost obsidian at the news. "I''ll look into it once she''s settled. Once I retrieve all my


    powers, it won''t matter. We''ll prepare for war if we must."


    The northern border? We''de from the south, and I''d never been this far from my own pack before.


    What kind of wolves were out that way? Would I have a chance at escaping this tyrant? I couldn''t help


    the seed of hope that settled into my heart.


    Bo left us and Zale took a seat beside me, before dragging me into hisp. He leaned down, rubbing


    his nose along my neck. His hot breath painted my skin. I shivered and he groaned against me,


    pressing against me.


    "Keep that up, and I won''t be able to wait," he whispered into my ear.


    He grabbed my shirt, ripping it off my body. "Hey!" I gasped, covering myself the best I could. My


    bruised skin was exposed.


    Zale''s eyes narrowed, tracing over every mark. "Who did this?" he whispered.


    The words were glued in my throat. If I revealed the culprit the monsters would end up facing each


    other. And while the thought of Zale winning filled me with warmth, I couldn''t bear to think of the


    consequences if he failed. I''d never seen him fight, but I''d seen the murderer and the battles he''d won.


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    Zale reached out, grabbing me by the chin, squeezing and forcing me to stare into his eyes. "You will


    tell me. You''re mine, given to me by the Gods themselves, and no one touches my things. Even if he


    did this before I knew you existed, I don''t give a damn. Tell me everything, or we''re going to get around


    to those punishments I told you about. I don''t y games when ites to my possessions, Amanda."


    "I''ve got the things," Bo announced as he came back into the room. A leather cor attached to


    chained manacles was draped over his arm and a short white slip of clothing they couldn''t possibly


    expect me to wear. "Oh, what''s going on here?" he set the things down, striding closer and licked his


    lips. "Is it time to y?"