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Adrian lifted a long rectangular piece of wood from the top of the hole and stood it up beside him. “I’d kill you outright, but I need Jamie. He’s the strongest of the boys. He’s my right hand, and I can’t have him panicked or angry when your mating bond get severed. If it severed now… he’d think I killed you, but if I leave you hear, buried beneath the ground, to starve, and rot like the maggot you are, he’ll think the bond faded and snapped on it’s own when you abandoned him.”

“You can’t. He’ll know I’ve died. He’ll come looking for me. Maria will come—”

He threw his head back and laughed. “Maria is under my command. That girl is such a weakling. All it will take to silence her is a single order. That was all it took to get her to tell me about the books.”

His response stunned me. Maria was the one who’d told him about the books. It wasn’t Jamie who’d betrayed her at all. It was Maria, and not by choice. He’d forced her to do it. How could I have been so blind?

“This won’t work. I’ll still be a headache for you. The pack will never fully be yours and you know it,” I said, staring up at him. I had to think of someway out of this. If I let the panic rising in my chest get out of control, I’d never get free again.

“Oh, it will be my pack, and mine alone,” he snarled throwing the wooden slab down on top of me. I flinched as it came close, but it hit the edges of the box, and stopped moving about a half a foot in front of my nose.

“No.” Terror clawed at my throat. “No. Adrian. Don’t do this. Let me out. Please. Please let me out. Don’t do this. I’ll go away again. You won’t have to hear from me ever again. Just let me out.”

Pulling at my chains, my hands smacked into the wood, but it wasn’t enough. All I could hear above me were the sounds of Adrian laughing and the rhythmic beat of his hammer as he nailed the lid shut on top of me.

“No, no, no, NO!” I screamed, thrashing my body around. The knife in my shoulder tore through my skin, but I didn’t care. I still howled at the top of my lungs. “LET ME OUT. Let me out. Let me OUT!”

Tears poured from my eyes, and I sobbed, unable to breathe as the sound of something hitting the wood above me made me jump. Adrian was burying me alive. I was going to die, trapped and alone. “Let me out. Let me out. Let me out. Let me OUT!”

My wolf tried to break free, to help me, but the box was too small, and the more energy the wolf gave me the harder the chains burned.

By the time the sounds above me were too quiet for me to hear, my sobbing had stopped, my body going limp. The air was already getting thin, and with my wolf’s hearing, I could pick up the creatures moving in the dirt outside. This was how I was going to die. Cold and alone.

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