Tate's POV

It took everything in me not to rip out Nolan's throat as he pulled Hadley in closer as they danced. West sensing my anger grabbed my jacket pulling me towards the bar.

"You shouldn't have to watch that," he said, ordering us some drinks.

"Keep me distracted," I sighed to West.

"Ok.. hmmm. Oh this is good. Have you noticed how Alpha Taylor keeps glaring at me and is looking at me the same way you're looking at Nolan?"

"West what did you do this time?" I asked, my voice already scolding him. West was notorious for causing trouble when he visited other packs.

"So I may or may not have shown his youngest daughter the joys of being with a beta," he said shrugging.

I smacked West across the arm. "The Alpha's daughter?! Are you really that reckless?!" I was upset but I couldn't help the small crack of a grin.

"Woah, woah, woah," West held his hands up "In my defense she came onto me, she was all let's align our packs, and strong wolf pups,".

"Anyways we fooled around and Alpha Taylor found out, and basically banished me from his pack. Haven't you noticed everytime we deal with them I send Scott instead of myself?" His eyes were wide like a kid who got caught stealing a piece of candy and was just living in the thrill of it all. He truly had no shame.

I ran my hand over my face. "West." I said shaking my head.

West and I were laughing as we noticed Alpha Taylor sending daggers West's way. The smile instantly fell from West's face as he scanned the room.

"Where did they go?" He asked.

My eyes searched the room trying to find Hadley or Nolan. I instantly sent a mind link but the line was caught off. There was only silence.

"Somethings not right," I said to West, standing up from the bar.

The moment my feet hit the ground I knew something was off. The music began to drown out fading into a siren. The world was tilting. I put my hands on my head trying to center myself. Hadley. I had to get to Hadley.

An arm grabbed me and started dragging me to the opposite side of the room. My vision was so hazed I couldn't make out the face of who was holding onto me. West was being pulled next to me, I was only able to make him out from the blonde blur of hair.

I was thrown on my side. Everything in me fought against the slipping of my senses. Black spots filled my vision. I fought against the darkness that was pulling me in.

Hadley's POV

For a single moment I allowed myself to forget the events of last night. A moment when I was awake and had not yet opened my eyes. That moment of ignorance was short lived.

I was in a room that was not my own. My clothes had been changed and I was now wearing shorts and a simple tank top. I cringed at the thought of who had changed me. I sat up in bed quickly assessing my surroundings. The pounding in my head caused me to raise my hand. Dried blood was caked to my face but the wound that had caused it had fully healed.

My mind flashed back to the image of a rock being bashed against my head. I remembered the garden but how I had gotten here was completely gone. I made my way to the window. It was sealed shut. The view didn't reveal much. Surrounded by trees in the middle of the woods. There wasn't another house in sight. I tried the first of the two doors, which led to a simple bathroom with a shower. I tried the final door.

My adrenaline began to pump after I found that the door was open and led to a hallway. No one was in sight. As quietly as I could I squeezed through the small opening of the door and made my way to the room at the end of the hall.

The living room and kitchen were off of the hall. And there in all its glory on the other side was a door to the outside. I didn't bother taking my time anymore. I sprinted across the living room. Not even bothering to look if anyone occupied it. This was my only chance. I had to get away.

I nearly sobbed with joy as the door to the outside opened and I was running on the grass. I quickly took in the land and decided to head towards the woods. I would have more coverage in the trees. I would shift once I got a little further away. I couldn't risk stopping to shift now.

Just as I was about to step into the line of trees. I smacked into something hard and fell straight onto my back. My head was pounding as I looked at the sky. I sat up trying to quickly move again. What had I hit? There was nothing in between me and freedom as I got up again.

"I wouldn't try that a second time if I were you," Nolan purred. I whipped my head around to see him leaning against the side of the cabin. Ignoring him I made contact with the invisible wall again. I shoved and shoved against it. Willing it to budge. A frustrated scream left my throat as the tears welled in my eyes. I banged my hands punching the wall.

"Witches can be so useful when they aren't being such total bitches," Nolan said examining his hands boredly as the smirk spread across his face.

"Witches?!" I asked, still pounding on the wall refusing to give up.

"Hadley darling no matter how much you hit that wall it won't budge. Only I can come and go through it,".

My hands stopped leaning against the wall. I lowered them and turned my body to face Nolan.

"Now that you've tired yourself out. Come inside lets have some breakfast," he walked into the house not bothering to see if I followed. I begrudgingly did a few minutes later.

When I got back into the cabin he was already in the kitchen cooking eggs, bacon, and toast. I sat down at the small table watching his moves closely. He handed me a wet towel. Pointing towards the dried blood still covering the side of my face.

"I don't suppose you're going to tell me where I am," the bitterness edged my voice as I glared at him.

"You're in your old town. Don't you recognize the woods?" he said pointing out the window. His calm happy demeanor only made my rage burn more.

"I thought this was rogue territory. Why are you on it?" I crossed my arms.

"The rogues that wander this land and I have an understanding," he said casually as he continued to cook.

I sat in silence fuming at the table as he finished our breakfast. He set the two plates down at the table, taking a seat across from me. I kept my arms crossed. Not bothering to touch the food despite how good it smelt.

"I promise it's not poisoned, you must be hungry," he smiled.

"Oddly I don't find that reassuring," I scowled.

"I don't want you to hate me Hadley. Despite what you think I'm not a total monster," he said, his dark eyes meeting mine.

"No you just kidnapped me and killed a small child,".

"I never killed a child," I could hear the anger in his voice spike for just a moment. Then he was back to that calm carefree demeanor. I watched as his eyes scanned me over stopping at my forehead where the blood had been. For a moment I thought I saw regret flash across his face.

"Hadley you don't know anything about me so don't be so quick to make assumptions on what I am or am not. I want you to be happy here. Truly," he said slowly.

I picked up my fork and started eating. If he wanted me to play this game then I would. I could. I would play it so well, that when I destroyed him it would be a genuine surprise on his cold dark face.

"How is it?" he asked.

"Surprisingly good," I said. I wasn't lying either, I had been very hungry.

"Well you got me here and since I don't seem to be able to leave anytime soon we may as well be honest with one another. If you think you could manage that," I raised my eyes to meet his gaze.

"What do you want to know?" he asked wearily.

"I want to know why you want me. I want to know what deal my father made with you," I said.

My father. I hadn't even met the man once and he had sold me off like I meant nothing. The betrayal was just another thing I forced down.

"In good time Hadley darling. I will tell you it all. Finish eating first," he said going back to his own breakfast.

"Bastard," I mumbled.