Collecting Misery

Who is Anna's uncle? Where did he come from? Does he work alone?
Why is Alexander Hunter such an *******? Will he ever die? What happened to his soulmate?
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"You know, of all the hallucinations and delusions I've had, this is by far the cruelest."

I gasped and sat up. You had to be kidding me. His voice had come from a cell many cells down the hall. I could have recognized it anywhere.

My wolf was fighting to take control. For the first time in years, her voice was clear in my mind. Mate, she repeated like a chant. Maybe, I was hallucinating.

"Felicity?"

Alexander... My stomach twisted in knots. Hearing him say that dreaded name once again was almost too painful to bear. That was the last thing he had ever said to me. "Goodbye, Felicity." I couldn't live with that name after he had tainted it like that.

"Shut up. That's not my name anymore."

"Are you real?"

Real? Of course I was real. What was it with him? Wait...

"What are you doing in a dungeon? You're supposed to be leading a pack."

He laughed. "What do you think that happened?"

How could I know? After he had rejected me and kicked me out of the pack to take some other girl and claim her as his mate, I had given up being a werewolf. I had taken wolfsbane for years so that I could appease my wolf side. I cut off all ties with the werewolf community and even left the country.

"Felicity..."

"Don't call me that! Dammit!"