CHAPTER ONE

“Adriana.” That solemn whisper whips through my ears again. My hand freezes on the door of the diner as all the hair on my skin stands to attention. Chills run down my spine as that familiar feeling balls up my throat. Fear. My eyes darted around, searching for any way to find him, but it's fruitless. He is always around, but never enough for me to see him, just enough to let me know that I belong to him, or so he says. “Will you open the darn door?” Jess sneers, tugging at my ponytail that I packed this morning in a hurry. Just focus; you are safe. He won't hurt me. I repeat the mantra to myself before I finally yank the door open, walking into the diner like I own the place. Because I technically do. I mean, working here for three years is no small feat. Lots of employees have quit because of Nana’s overbearing attitude. She used to be the one in the kitchen, cooking all the dishes until she got old and had to employ people. Now those people suffer a lot with Nana’s constant need fo

CHAPTER TWO

This is really bad. I can't have mates, they will die. He will find them, and kill them. This can't be happening to me. It's probably because I am buzzed, yes I am seeing things. There is no way in hell I meet my mate at a club. How ridiculous would it be for me to even have two mates?Pfffttt. I burst out laughing as I moved my hips to the music, the guy behind me grinding in me further. “You feel so amazing.” the guy yells into my ears, pressing his hips forward. Normally, I would run away from him but now the adrenaline pumping through my veins won't let me think properly. “Oh yes!!” I scream, flinging my hands in the air as I twist my waist. The hairs on my neck refuse to go down, a stare so deep I can feel it piercing my bones. Am I really dreaming? Or is this real? I am going to look up one more time, and I am sure they won't be there. Giggling, I raise my head one more time meeting their gaze again. My wolf howls in happiness, pacing around as she yearns to be in their arms. Cra

CHAPTER THREE

“Adriana, you are being too crazy. What the hell happened? Why are you suddenly leaving?” Jesse screams at me while I stuff my clothes into a duffle bag. After I ran away again I finally got to the road, and mixed with the crowd. They lost me, but I still had to wander about for some time so they didn't follow me home. I finally got home around five in the morning where I met Jesse waiting for me. And we have been arguing since I told her I had to leave. “What the hell happened in the club? One minute I went to ease myself the next I came out, and you are gone. I have been worried sick about you, and you get home only to say you are moving to another city. Like what the hell?” she yells, dragging the cloth I am currently folding away from my hand. She grabs the duffle bag, and throws it to the other side of the room, causing it to smack against the wall. “What the hell is wrong with you, bloody wanker!” I shout, glaring at her so hard it takes a lot not to smack her in the face. She h

CHAPTER FOUR

Screams after scream break out of my lips as I struggle furiously in their hold, refusing to accept. Pain rakes through my body as I jerk in their arms, causing their fangs to sink deeper. “LET GO OF ME!!! PLEASE!!!” I scream, tears rolling down my eyes. The knowledge that they are going to die is so fresh in my head that it has me bursting into sobs. “You are ours. Nothing will change that, not even you.” Tyler growls, eyes brimming red as he snatches me by the elbow. “You do—nt understand.” I mutter, my voice cracking as more tears runs down my cheeks. Ryler’s tongue darts out running the wet skin along my cheeks, swiping off my tears. “Now, now princess we can’t have you crying.” he rasps, his breath fanning against my neck. "You don't understand.” I cry out, my body trembling as the image of a hand flashes through my mind. No, I can’t. I can’t be here. Making up my mind, I take them by surprise, shoving Tyler so hard as I slam my head against Ryler’s. I dash out of the door, my fe

CHAPTER FIVE

Thick red liquid trickles down my forehead as a heavy sting gnaws at my side. “What the heck?” Tyler groans, reaching for his forehead. My sight blurs as everything seems upside down. “Who the heck just did that? The bastard came out of nowhere.” Ryler grits about, jabbing his elbow at the seat. The seat belt holding me cuts loose sending my body crashing forward. My nose flare as the stench of fuel mixed with metal fills my lungs. Hell. “Come on.” Tyler growls, sending his feet into the glass causing it to shatter to pieces. His growls turns more ferocious as he pushes his body forward, diving out of the car regardless of the shards sticking into his body. Ryler on the other hand has a smirk pasted on his lips, a mild groan leaving his lips. He sways out of the car with a sadistic smile curving up on his lips. Barely knowing them I can tell Ryler is more dangerous than Tyler. All smiling, but deadly. My neck throbs from where they marked me, the sting sharp as a painful groan leaves

CHAPTER SIX

Pain doesn’t come gently. It crashes. Burns. Consumes. My hands clamp over my throat as warm blood spills through my fingers, thick and unstoppable. My knees hit the floor, vision shaking violently as the world tilts. No… no, no, no I try to scream, but nothing comes out. Just a broken, choking sound. Footsteps echo. Slow. Unhurried. Like he has all the time in the world. “Miss me?” the voice repeats, deeper this time, laced with something twisted… something pleased. My eyes struggle to focus. A figure stands in the doorway. Tall. Broad. Dressed in black. A mask covers his face, hiding everything except his eyes. Dark. Empty. Watching me like I’m something he owns. Fear slams into me harder than the pain. Him. It’s him. My body trembles violently as I try to crawl back, my heels dragging uselessly against the floor. My breath comes out in wet, broken gasps. He steps inside. Closes the door. The sound echoes like a death sentence.