Genevieve:
The big man had me over his shoulders as he carried me to a damn cave. I wanted to get out of his grip and tear him apart so badly, but it seemed like the four men—who used to be my mates—were just as strong as I was. And together, they easily overpowered me.
Once we were in the cave, they put me on a chair and tied me to it. The weather had gotten worse, and I was annoyed that I had to be stuck in this cave with them instead of being outside enjoying the storm. I loved stormy weather.
The thunderbolts always brought peace to my mind, and the sound of thunderclaps was like music to my ears.
"Obey us!"
The four strong werewolves stood over me while my hands were tied behind my back.
"No," I muttered.
Alpha Bellamy, Alpha Caspian, Warrior Emre, and the rough rogue Wolvin wo
