Logan

When I felt life leaving my body, I reached out and grabbed his arms, then began to struggle against him.

"You... Let me go. I am your mate. H...how dare you t...do this?" I kept struggling against him.

"You are my mate?" He scoffed. "Yeah, you're my mate. How did I forget that?" He suddenly released his grip on me, and I immediately collapsed to the floor.

"How did I forget that?" He groaned. "Yeah, you're my fucking mate," and before I could recollect myself, he lifted me and pinned me on the bed.

"What are you doing?" I gasped as I saw him removing his belt.

"Stay still," he groaned as he continued working on his trousers.

"Are you crazy? You must be crazy! You're out of your mind!" I yelled and began to struggle against him again, but he was too strong. Clearly, I was no match for an Alpha blood. And he was not just any Alpha—he was a powerful one.

But I can't let him do this. He is not in his right state of mind. I can see it now.