Transform and fight him! You need to get back to your son.

I hadn’t even said goodbye to Grayson this morning.

I took a deep breath, gave myself to my wolf, and waited, but nothing happened.

“Don’t even try to transform,” Axel said with a superior tone. He stood over me with his arms crossed and was dressed in a dirty white T-shirt and stained jeans. “I gave you a potion I forced a witch to make. You won’t be able to shift for a few hours.”

That bastard!

But I stayed silent. I wanted him to keep talking. That way, he might accidentally reveal a way to help me escape.

“You’re probably wondering why I brought you here,” Axel continued, putting his arms behind his back and pacing in front of me. “And it wasn’t just to reminisce on the good old days.”

My stomach rolled with nausea.

I should puke all over him. That would show him.

“Summer, you’re my bait,” Axel revealed with arrogant pride. “When Gabriel learns that I’ve kidnapped his precious little Summer, he’ll come running, and when he gets here I’m going to kill him.”

My eyes widened, and my heart stopped beating.

No!

“Yes,” Axel said as if reading my thoughts. “That’s where the rest of my friends are now, and I have even more on the way. They are on the lookout for Gabriel, and they all know that I’m the only one who has the honor of killing him.” His voice turned mocking. “Perfect Gabriel. Everyone's favorite. Even our parents.”

Axel stopped pacing and looked right at me.

“Even you,” he growled, hatred seeping through his voice. “Everyone prefers perfect Gabriel, don't they? I learned that when I was seventeen and I saw the way you looked at him.”

I gasped. His right eye was twitching slightly and the veins in his neck were bulging.

Axel looked truly unhinged. He looked…capable of anything.

“Our parents said I was as good as their son, but they lied. Why else would Gabriel get the Alpha position and I was stuck with Beta?” There was bitterness and jealousy in his voice.

My captor rolled his neck from side to side.

“No matter. That's all in the past,” he murmured, his tone grim.

He said it in a way that made it obvious it wasn't all in the past for Axel. He lived with his burning hot jealousy for Gabriel every day.

“When Gabriel is dead, it will be that much easier for the Rogues to take over the WaterLock Pack,” Axel said and took a phone out of his pocket. He tapped some buttons on the screen and then pointed his phone at me.

Then, he reared back his fist and punched me across the face.

Fuck!

My teeth rattled, and I accidentally bit my tongue.

“There,” Axel said, shaking out his hand and hitting another button on his phone. “That video should lure Gabriel here.”

Axel then typed on his phone screen for a minute, and all I could do was sit and dream up ways to kill him. All of them involved a slow and painful death.

He put his phone back into his pocket. When he looked at me again, there was a manic glint in his eyes.

“This one is for fucking my brother,” he said and punched me in the mouth.

Agony burst through me and I could feel my lip split open as blood poured from the cut.