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Suddenly there was frantic knocking at the door.

“Who the hell is that?” said Nick, pulling the door open aggressively. “Caleb, it’s your mom.”

What?

She had never stepped foot in my house before. It must be something important. Abandoning my coffee in the kitchen, I strode towards the door in long strides. My mother rushed inside with tears streaming down her face, more haggard than ever before.

Was it another breakdown?

“Ma, what’s wrong?” I asked, trying to stabilize her wobbly body with a hand on her elbow.

“I did something…very bad,” she said tearfully, sniffling loudly through her nose.

“What did you do? Come sit down,” I guided her over to the sofa, and she perched on the edge of it, refusing to relax. It was probably another one of her delusions.

“The demon was torturing my mind, following me,” she started, not making sense as usual. “I had to give him an omega so he could leave me alone.”

Alarm bells rang in my head.Did she do some ritualistic sacrifice or something?

“What exactly did you do, Ma?” I asked, sounding as calm as possible.

“I gave him your omega, and now I’m wracked with guilt,” she said, her words tumbling over each other in her rush.

“What does she mean by that?” Dravin growled, coming to stand next to my mom.

“She’s trapped in the guesthouse with theShadow Wolf,” she said. “There’s no way she can ever leave.”

“What the fuck?” said Nick.

“Bruce, keep an eye on my mom,” I shouted. “Dravin and Nick, come with me.”

“Son, there’s no way out for her. He’s powerful, and if you take her away from him, he will take revenge,” my mom shouted as I ran to the door.

My pulse raced in fear at what my mom could have done.

I needed to get to Jade. She wasn’t the Shadow Wolf’s. She didn’t belong to any other alpha but me. The rain pelted at my face as I ran outside, soaking my hair.

“Jade!” shouted Dravin, knocking on the door furiously.

No sound. Nothing came from the house.

Twenty-Eight

JADE

The next morning, I was lying in a pool of my own sweat on the mattress.

My heat had come during the early morning hours after a night of constant near orgasms. Argon hummed a dark song as he stood in front of the window watching the birds feed. He was the oddest fucking male I’d ever met. At times he’d zone out, randomly and it creeped me out each time.

All night, he’d either finger me, suck, or lick my pussy until I was about to climax. Then he stopped every time I screamed in frustration. It would get worse and worse to the point that my heat had taken over my body. And when it did, his smile was the worst I’d ever seen. A look of absolute feral and domination came over his eyes. He liked controlling my body that wished to obey his every command. Every stroke of his tongue or finger took my body to new heights.

Every hour he would do it, giving me a ten-minute break in between. He was brutal and relentless. I was tired and fearful at this point- shaking uncontrollably on the bed.

I was scared when he would knot me. He was biding his time.

My stomach clenched painfully and repeatedly from my heat as it traveled down my pussy. My thighs were covered in a sheenof slick, leaking from me. I was exhausted, in pain, and horny for a knot. But I didn’t want his knot. When he found out I was in heat, he roared in victory, and I had never seen his eyes redder.

“You’re in heat,” he said calmly, turning to me. “Tonight marks the night that I will rut you and mark you as my mate for life. We will wait for the full moon. Isn’t that exciting?”

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