CA'S

rabbed me, suspending me in the air as they dragged me

n yelled at me as the

me. I'd have to spend the rest of my life behind bars and possibly become a sex slave. It

lief. I suddenly realized that I was being put in a prison: a dark dungeon, appa

was one more door which held a latrine. No windows illu

. The entryway was locked, and I had nothing convenient to pry it open. I cursed myself for b

y was in pain from the unnatural

n left behind when they had caught me. I would presumably never recover

how to leave, this cell would be my home. At least I had a rooftop over my head. I attem

that the Moon Goddess couldn't stand me? Was it my destiny to rot in jail de

sponsible for my ongoing circumstance didn't

I served as a ranger in my former pack before getting my d

t be an exit from here. The main question was if it was

o release me, yet how could I make him let me go? He was simply one

n the order for my capture. Logan didn't mi

ring myself pretty and savvy were a distant memory. My scar had m

with leaving. My capacity to fire weapon

know the reason why he was hell-bent on capturing me. He seemed to have

Logan walked into my cell. He flexed his bare shoulders with the name "El Paso

" Logan asked me, giving me a

," I an

ld be kinder t

mal introduction. I'm Erick Logan, t

accept that he ruled over the entire spot. That I was in his domain. That I had no pl

he benevolence was only a façade, a pleasantness

that Logan was the sole head of the island. "It is a terrible place to live. I would advise you n

escape from Logan, should things turn south. I wouldn't surrender;

t out of here safely and blissfully an

spite of my Alpha banishing me. I would keep on running until I found

that Logan real