Lucas’s POVShe stares at me for a beat. “I did try to do my best by you the first time around, selling you off to another pack where you’d be heir, but now you know too much,” she says, continuing the one-sided conversation. “I guess I can thank you for bringing Oliver home at least.”The sound of my mate’s name on her lips, rips another growl from my chest and I snap at the grating again.“I can’t say I expected you to have already mated him, but we’ll deal with it.” She gives me a cold smile. “Don’t you worry, I’ll make sure Clay takes real good care of him.”Rage explodes in my chest and I throw myself at the cage door again, snarling and snapping until I’ve exhausted myself. I drop to my stomach, sides heaving, and continue growling.She stares at me for a beat, then smirks. “You don’t listen too well, do you? Don’t waste your energy. You won’t be getting out of there.” She laughs to herself. “Even if you could, that collar on your neck won’t let you get far. The ones we use on w
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