I don’t remember my name anymore, I’m simply Number 42. Locked away, Starved, Tortured, Alone. With only my inner voice to keep me company. Had my torturer finally driven me to insanity? 
As soon as the chance to escape appeared, I took it, my inner voice guiding the way and showing me a world I didn’t know existed. 

How do I navigate a world that refuses to accept me for who I am? 

I am Nate, Alpha of the Wandering Hearts Pack. Our world is brutal and unforgiving, and the weak will not survive long. With the arrival of my fated mate, and I decide to make her Luna. But the Alpha King has voiced his objections, and the rest of our world will fall behind him. 

My mate's wolf is formidable but her human form is fragile. Yet, I know inside her lies something intangible that hints at greater power. It's my duty as her mate to support her as she faces this world and her past. 

Will she be strong enough to overcome it all?

Alpha's Tortured Hybrid Mate

　　It didn't matter how many corridors we ran down or how many rooms we forced our way into, I couldn't seem to find where they were holding Ember.


　　Rob and Crassus were experiencing the same pain as Brutus and I, so we knew that both Becky and Ember were in serious trouble, our search becoming more frantic the longer those crucial minutes ticked by.


　　We charged headlong into yet another corridor as our group split off again, the size of our group reducing each time we came to a fork and worked our way methodically down the rooms. This corridor seemed to hold a little more promise as far as discovering the whereabouts of our mates went though, as at the end of the corridor lay a staircase downwards, and something inside us screamed that we would find both Ember and Becky that way.


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