Prologue

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“So sweetheart let’s get down to business you tell be where are pain in the ass of a brother is and I’ll let go free to be with your mate for all eternity.” Silence. “I said TELL ME WHERE YOUR BROTHER IS, OR CAN’T YOU HEAR!” ‘And I heard loud and clear but that doesn’t mean I’m going to tell you, where he is”

His wolf growled “I HONESTLY DON’T THINK YOUR IN A POSITION TO AGRUE, NOW TELL ME OR I’LL KILL YOUR MATE” ‘you wouldn’t’ “Trust me I would, so I’m going to ask you one more time where..... is..... your..... brother?’ Silence.

“Well then, I guess family is more important than love’. He mind linked his rogue friends "pay close attention Aubree, to how your dear mate dies right before your eyes”. I closed my eyes when I saw the look of terror in Ryan’s eyes and sent him my last  words ‘I’m sorry but I have to protect him’  the look of terror changed to hatred “You selfish bitch, how could you choose your brother over me, I Ryan Gomez reject you, Aubree Woods as my mate!”.

 My eyes became watery as I stared at my mate, it wasn’t supposed to be this way, I was supposed to be happy and have little kids running around the house and die peacefully with my mate! Ryan jump on the chair and looked towards James “Let’s get this over with the more pain she feels the better”.

James smile and brought a rope over to Ryan, which he gladly accepted. He slowly put the noose of the rope over his head and looked at me to give me his finally words. “Have fun with your brother that is if he gets out of Florida in time. Oops I wasn’t supposed to say that now was I”. I wanted to slap that smirked out his face, James on the other hand grabbed the rope and took it off his neck. “Hey, wait you’re not going to kill me?” ‘Now why would I do that when you’re such a valuable asset to taking over Alpha from that no good Mutt’

A couple of days past and I was torture; beaten, whipped, and anything else worse they could think of. After the first two days, I made my wolf let go and have been feeling pain since. One day they didn't come in for my usual beatings, and I knew immediately that something was up. Around noon I heard footsteps coming closer and stood up from my corner, "Well look what we have here, little Aubree still trying to look tough".

Sadly, it wasn't my daily beaters it was James. Even though my outside appearance looked beaten, disheveled, and defeated; my insides looked the opposite. I growled menacingly towards James and got a wicked laugh. "Oh don't mind me princess I just wanted you to get a good view of the SHOW". By the look on his face I knew the worse had happen.

They had found John!

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