Chapter 13

  I discard my heels and run in my tights as fast as I can.

  ‘Get her boys!’ Zenith yells; John and James chase me in their wolf forms. I run through the trees and slip, rolling down a hill dangerously quickly.

  Covered in more scrapes and dirt, my hair is messy with leaves and twigs sticking out on all sorts of angles. I continue to run.

  ‘Ryker!’ I scream, at the top of my lungs; I’m hazardously thrown down by someone; I kick and punch them as hard as I can. A hand covers my mouth. The weight of a body holds me down. He is completely naked now, in his human form; his member is pressed against my stomach.

  ‘Shh... shh,’ James whispers, stroking my face. Struggling, to free myself, my movements are futile.

  ‘Stop trying to fight me,’ he whispers; tears roll down my cheeks.

  ‘Consummating the pairing already?’ John laughs.

  ‘Fuck off, John,’ he says to his brother.