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“Their deaths are on you, your hands are just as fucking bloody as your father’s!”he snarls.I shake my head, not understanding what he means.I told grandma to warn them to leave, not to tell them to ambush him!But wait who died?

“You may have temporarily stopped me from killing your pack, but you got us ambushed!”he snarls, and I flinch.

“Are you ready to face your punishment?”Dion’s voice slices through the silence.

My heart rate speeds up, smashing against my chest violently wondering whose lives were lost.

“Your defiance and stupidity will be your undoing.”His lips twist into a sneer.“But your suffering will bring me great pleasure.”

I scoff, ignoring the tremor in my hands.”Then get it over with and just kill me!”I spit at him.

“There are far worse fates than death.”Dion unlocks the cell door with a creak.

“Now, shall we?”I stare at him, wondering what he is playing at when he motions for me to step outside the cell.

I rise on shaky legs, my breath coming fast.He will not make me cower.It’s not like he will kill me if I am truly his mate.The pain that would cause him, I’ve heard, would be horrendous.My thoughts go to what Tara told me.He doesn’t need a mate; he can quite easily survive any agony it would cause him by losing one.

Steeling myself, I move toward Dion.What more can he possibly do to me that he hasn’t already done?Either way, I would survive this.I have to.

For what’s left of my pack.

For my parents whose lives he took.

So that I can keep my promise to Caleb.

Dion leads me down a winding stone corridor, shadows flicker across the walls from the dim lighting down here.At the end of the passageway is a heavy wooden door, thick chains securing it in place.

My steps falter for a brief moment before I steady myself.I refuse to give him the satisfaction of seeing my fear.

With a sharp tug on the chains, they break and fall away when Dion wrenches the door open.

“After you.”His mocking tone sets my nerves on edge.As I step through into the next bit, I see daylight up ahead.I glance back at him.“You’re taking me outside?”I ask him.He motions for me to move, but I worrythis is a trick.

“I didn’t know there were tunnels here,” I try to delay.

“There are tunnels that lead into the forest, there are five tunnels, two lead into the pack house, two into the forest and one into the bunker.”

I nod, wondering why he is taking me outside after leaving me in the dungeons.What sort of punishment is this?

I cross the threshold when he gives me a shove, my breath catching in my throat.

“Let’s play a game, you win, I’ll let you go home.You lose, and I mark you.”

“But I don’t have my wolf!”

“I don’t care.You are mine, marking you won’t kill you if I give you my blood afterward, mating you will, but since you are so hellbent on trying to escape me, I am offering you an out.”

“That makes no sense!”I retort and he shrugs.

“Do you want to leave and go back to your grandmother or not?”

I swallow, looking out at the forest.

“And the rules?”

“The rules are simple,” Dion said, amusement coloring his words.

“Reach the road at the end of the forest, and I will set you free.Fail, and you will remain my mate and obey my every order!”