Page 29 of Vicious Wolf Mate

Not even a glance. What an asshole. He squeezes me tighter as if I’m able to simply jump out of his hold.

My head flies. All around me darkens.

Don’t pass out, Mckenna. Please don’t pass out, you wuss.

“Let. Me. Go!” I plead.

He responds in a growl and throws me over his shoulder like a dishrag. The blood builds up in my head. Now I will definitely pass out.

I’m panicking now. I have to stay alert to know where I am. What will they do to me if I’m unconscious? I can’t defend myself.

The tears finally form. My vision is going black. Please, please, hold on a bit more. Fuck it, throw up so you can stay awake!

The shifter finally stops running, abruptly. I smack my forehead against his stinky body. One of his hairs pricked my fucking eye.

The shifter throws me off his shoulder to the ground. I fall on my ass and back. Before I can stand back up, the other wolf grabs me. Instead of a paw, it’s a human hand.

I turn away so that the other wolf that grabbed me can put his clothes on.

He sneers. “You can look now, princess.”

“Where are we?”

“Don’t worry about it,” he says. He looks at the guy holding me now. “Take her inside. Shut her up if you need to.”

The shifter starts shoving me. When I almost trip he handles me like a puppet. Throwing me around to walk straight or to wherever we’re going. I only took a few seconds to check out my surroundings.

The only distinguishing things are the plateaus at a distance. We’re still in the desert. The large center building we’re headed into is a semi-underground building. The walls are made of concrete with fluorescent lighting.

At the end of the million hallways, I’m thrown into a room with a single pole. They close the iron door behind them. I’m standing around like an idiot trying to find her balance. One of the me grabs my fucking arm again.

“We’re here, Drario,” they announce.

Drario?

Out of the shadows, a tall ass guy comes out. He has tattoos just like Mace does, but different. He’s tanned and buff as well. I’m assuming most of the Alpha wolves have similar characteristics.

A few other shifters make themselves known into the light. They act like fucking vampires more than wolves. I struggle against his shifter’s hold.

“Let me go. I have nothing to do with you all,” I say.

Drario smirks. “You and I both know that’s a lie. In fact, you have everything to do with us.”

I roll my eyes. “I was caught in the middle of this. Do you think I—”

The shifter holds my arm tighter. Down to the bone, I can feel it sprain. I cry out and try to hit his fist away from me.

Drario sighs. “We’ll let you go if you give me information about what Big Sky members you’re traveling with.”

I grit my teeth. “I’ll die before doing that.”

“As you wish,” he says.

Those are the words that condemn me to hell. I’m not given a few seconds warning when I’m thrown on the floor. Then I’m dragged by the hair towards the pole in the middle of the room. They handcuff me.

“What are you doing?” I yell.

“We’re forcing the information out of you,” a shifter says.

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