Chapter Fifty Eight

CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT

After I hand over the letter to Malcolm and Brandon, they look over what I’ve written, and seem pleased.

“Smart of you to cooperate, little Omega,” Brandon says, pulling a key out of his pocket and unlocking the cage.

I hate that he calls me that. I can’t imagine spending the rest of my life mated to someone who sees me, and treats me, this way. But that’s the choice I’ve made, in order to save the life of my true mate, the man I really love.

Brandon grabs me by the arm and pulls me out of the cage, holding tightly as he walks me down the boat’s deck. I see tables set out and various shifters eating breakfast.

“Hungry?” Brandon asks, not waiting for an answer before he shoves me down into a chair.