My whole body stiffened and I listened to the voice say the words again. "Where is my Noah?"

"Riley, move!" I growled through my teeth. I couldn't take it any longer. Did he know how hard it was to just sit here while you know someone was hurting your mate? I could smell his blood, taste it even, and Riley was crazy if he though I was just going to sit here and do nothing. I could every pain in Noah's back and his heart. I was supposed to protect him and I let him down.

"The Blue Moon pack isn't here yet. You need to calm down." Riley said very slowly like I was stupid. He didn't understand what it meant to have a mate or to feel everything the felt, even their anger towards you.

"Riley, if you don't move, I'm going to rip your fucking head off." I threatened as I crouched to the floor, getting ready to shift. My wolf was in more control at the moment and he was going to get to his mate whether they liked it or not.

"Hunter, I'm getting scared!" he yelled to my father as he entered the room. Hunter glanced at me and sighed.

"Ryder, don't make us do it." my father said as he motioned for other wolves to come in. The feeling of danger had me shifting right then and crouching down, back into my defensive pose. "Ryder, we're not going to hurt you. Just calm down. You need to get some rest and then you can rescue Noah tomorrow." They didn't understand. I had to protect Noah.

"He could be dead by then!" I yelled, through our mind link, in my father's direction but kept my eyes focused on the wolves that were now circling me. When one got too close, I made sure to put him in his place as a growl rumbled deep in my throat. "Fine but don't be surprised if I leave first thing in the morning." I grumbled as I pushed my way past the wolves. I shifted back, having no shame in my naked body, and ran upstairs to my room.

I slammed my door shut and started pacing around my room. The whole staying away from Noah plan was really difficult. I should have never avoided him. This was all my fault and now, my mate was in danger. I turned around quickly and punched the wall, leaving a ginormous hole, similar to the one in my chest. I didn't even know how I would sleep tonight, knowing my Noah was in pain and only a couple miles away. He was all I wanted at the moment. All I wanted was to feel him in my arms, to see those sparkling blue eyes, to be suffocated by his intoxicating smell. I hated myself for ruining everything.

I had no energy to move. The only things on my mind was pain and Ryder. My body ached, mostly from beatings, but my heart hurt as well. It felt like someone was holding it with a clenched fist and it wasn't a pleasant feeling. Usually, I would be crying but there were no more tears. The worst part was that I was alone. There were no other prisoners but me and that was torture all by itself. I remained on the cold, concrete ground as I waited for my next beating. It had only been a couple hours since I was brought here, or so I thought, but it had been the worst hours of my life.

I closed my eyes and longed for sleep to take me away but it wouldn't. Every little sound frightened me and had me cowering into the nearest corner. Eventually, I was able to fall into a deep sleep and when I opened my eyes, I was surprised to see sun light draining from the basement window. I had then realized that I was locked in a basement in some old, abandoned house.

The smell of mold and dust filled the air, almost suffocating me. The window was a small glass one but the amount of sun light it allowed it was enough to illuminate the room and warm my cold body. The only other objects in the room was a chair and a table.

I crawled over to where the light met the floor and tried to soak in as much vitamin D as possible. The sun felt warm on my back and it was an amazing feeling, considering I was trapped in a damp and cold basement. I stayed in the sun for most of the day, similar to a cat. There was nothing else to do except think about what life could have been if I never met Ryder.

But if I had never met Ryder, i would never met the man of my dreams or the werewolf of my dreams. I could never regret meeting him because I know in my heart, he was the one for me. But just thinking about him made my heart sink and tears pushed at my eyes. Even though he broke my heart, it was all worth it for the time I spent with him.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a loud growl come from the floor above. I looked behind me and realized the sun was gone and it was starting to set. I crawled back to my corner and listened to the noise from above, scared by what could be happening.

I was surprised that Christopher hadn't come down all day but I was also relieved. I didn't know how much more my body could take. More growls and whimpers were heard from above, forcing me to cower further into the corner. The sound of something large falling and nails scraping against the ground filled the air and I wished for my silence to come back. The noises were frightening until I heard a voice- that one voice that filled me with such hope and life.

My whole body stiffened and I listened to the voice say the words again. "Where is my Noah?"