I zip out of the door, and run as fast as I can towards the back entrance. I hear a thunderous growl behind me that shakes me to my very core. Then I hear the sound of furniture being thrown around the room, before I bolt out the door. I know Zarah and Yasmeen must have done something to create a diversion for me.

I'm thinking at the speed of light, knowing I can't outrun him without my wolf. When I had my wolf I was quite fast on my feet, but without her, I know I wouldn't get far, so I think about where I can get into a cab or a car and drive away. The first thought that pops into my head is of the pack garage. I have the upper-hand because I know the terrain. I can run through the forest, instead of on the main road. I'd get there faster.

I bolt through the woods and thank myself that I'm not wearing heels. Flats are an extraordinary blessing today. I begin to hear the thundering of paws behind me. I know he's coming. I'm panicking, zipping over shrubs and rocks, trying my best not to trip. My brain is overflowing of what would happen if he caught me. I can't be Luna to the Alpha of the North. Daniel. Daniel. Daniel. It's all I think.

I keep thinking about the anger in his eyes. What he'd do to me, if he found out, I knew for years. I see the turning up ahead. I'm so close, I'm so close. All I have to do is get into a car. I'd figure out my next steps from there. I'm so wrapped up in my own head, that I don't see the shadows emerging from the bushes infront me. I don't see them until I'm about thirty paces away from the garage and he pops up in front of me, with the most malicious look in his eyes.

I skid to a stop, looking up at him. There's a good ten paces of distance between us. I look to my right. The shadows transition into wolves coming out from behind the trees. I look behind me, there are wolves from the midnight pack behind me too. I look up at him, I guess he notices the fear and panic in my eyes as lips morph into a smirk. He thinks he's won. I look to my left. There aren't any wolves there. I look back at him, and then to my left.

"

But it's too late, I've taken off again. Desperately running through the trees. I can't let him get to me. I hear paws running right after me, but I need to think. Just aimlessly running, won't get me away from him. I know I need to come up with something, but the panic going through my head overpowers my sense to be rational. I've barely been running two minutes, when I turn my head to my right and see a wolf overtake me, jump towards me and skid to a stop. Zyon's wolf is now standing in front of me, and has adopted a defensive stance. He growls at me and bares his canines. I can't help but admire his wolf. It's strong, the wolf of an Alpha. It's black with streaks of gold running through it. But the admiration is short-lived. I turn around to see wolves coming out of every bush around me, they completely surround me, making a circle. All adopting defensive stances. I know I can't run. I look helplessly at Zyon, swallowing loudly. He knows I'm nervous, and ready to take off the minute I'm given a chance. With his pack wolves surrounding me, he goes behind a tree, I hear the cracking of bones, his transition back into human form. He walks out from behind the tree, clad in his navy blue jeans.

His abs and muscles are on full display. The last time I saw him shirtless I was sixteen. My eyes zoom over him, taking in the ways his body has changed before I quickly avert my eyes. Most mates probably wouldn't be able to look away but I've had years of practice.

He walks towards me. Goddess, my legs are itching to run. I take a few steps back, but the wolf behind me snarls. I turn my head to glare at him, but when I turn back, Zyon is right in front of my face. So close that I can smell his breath, too damn close. I can't think. I just close my eyes. I can't handle the eye contact. I can't handle anything in his situation.

" I hear him call out. I peel my eyes open, to find the wolves leaving. When they're far enough to not be seen, I turn back to him. And then without taking even a second to process, I bolt straight, deeper into the forest. I hear a snarl behind me. I know he was already pissed, but I know this time, if he catches me, pissed would be an understatement. Before I can get twenty paces away from him though, I feel him crash into me. We go tumbling onto the ground, him landing on his back, me on top of him, with my hair falling all over our faces. I immediately attempt to get up, but before I know it, he's flipped us. I'm lying on my back and he's on top of me. I snap my eyes closed.

I feel him run his finger along my cheek, down to my lips. The sparks explode on my skin, sparks I hadn't felt for years.

I kept my eyes sealed shut. He'd already succeeded in capturing me, he wasn't going to have his every command obeyed. My keeping my eyes shut was a little bit of resistance on my part. My fight to regain control- as stupid as it sounds. I heard him snarl, then I felt his hands snake around my waist. He lifted me up and slammed me back into the ground, hard. My eyes popped open from the pain, as I let out a groan of disapproval.

He was heavy, I was barely able to move underneath him.

"

I look up at him, as I struggle to get out, I slam my hands into the ground, using my nails to try to claw my way out from underneathhim. I couldn't use my legs. He had them completely bound underneath him. I look up to see his hazel eyes, flickering, between hazel to gold. I knew I had to be careful or his wolf would be in control. So I settled down, and just looked at him.

With that, he stood up.

I scrambled up, as fast I could. " I spit out at him.

His head snaps to mine. His eyes glowing golden now. I've triggered his wolf. He stomps towards me and his hand latches onto my wrist as he pulls me towards him. Even though I'm quite tall, he still towers over me and snarls out,

I gulp and look away. He snarls out, his voice barely sounding like his own. His hand is still latched onto my wrist. I know it's going to leave a bruise as he starts pulling me along. I know what comes next, he's going to whisk me off to his own pack. My heels dig into the ground trying to delay the inevitable. But I think he's had it with me, because when we're super close to the main packhouse, he stops. "

My eyes snap up to his. "

With that he grabs my legs and throws me over his shoulder, before I could move. With one hand he holds my thighs down as hard as possible. I fight hard to ignore the way, his hands feel on my bare thighs. With the other, he holds onto my legs.

I turn my hands into fists and pound his back, but it does nothing to deter him. I scream profanities at him all the way to the pack house.

He replies, after which I feel him smack my ass hard. My back lurches forward.

I feel my cheeks burn with embarrassment. He just spanked me. His hand was on my ass. He spanked me.

I hear the sound of a car being unlocked. I know what's going to happen. I start screaming as loud as I can for my pack members. I just hear him chuckle. He throws me into the back seat of the car. I scramble up immediately, but his hands just clamp down on my legs.

"

Rope. Wait. No. I start kicking my legs, and finally managed to land one to his chest. He snarls out. He climbs up on top of me again. He snarls into my face. Then he shoves his face right into my neck and sniffs me. His stubble touching my neck. I go rigidly still underneath him. Suddenly, I feel rope around my ankles and I know his pack member has assisted in tying me up. I open my mouth to scream again, but he clamps his hand down onto my mouth. He grabs some remaining rope from his pack member and then ties up my wrists with his other free hand. I try to get out but he's just too strong. Without my wolf and with the exhausting effects of today, I'm just too weak. He gets off me and stands outside the car. I know I've lost. I say nothing.

He looks at me and grins, maliciously almost.

I feel my anger beginning to rise. "I'm cut off with the door slamming shut. The pack-member I'm assuming is Michael gets into the car, and begins to drive off. Zyon isn't in the car with me. As we drive away and cross my pack's boundary, I feel my wolf stir.