All is well that ends well

"David!" I tried to run to my mate, but I found out that my legs were rooted to the floor by an unseen force.

Smith smirked when he noticed I was struggling with myself.

"You Want to meet him so badly? I'm touched." He turned to face David, "you want your mate, you can fight with me. The winner takes him home."

He said it as if I were a gold medal.

"I should have killed you those nights ago," David sneered at him before he turned to look at me. "Don't worry, Dan. I Will get you out."

He has a firm resolve in his eyes as he said those words.

"Oh, my. Is a Werewolf giving his promise to his mate?" Smith scoffed. "You need to win before you think of getting him out of this."

I tried to talk, but it seemed as if something strong was holding on to my mouth. It made talking difficult for me. Attempting to talk was a feat.

"Bring it on, I will rip you to pieces," David growled in anger.