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was physically shaking and Colt was surprised she didn't puke on the
floor.
    ‘What do you need me to do?’ She was openly crying now and
her eyes never left the floor. Colt felt his body relax as his father lifted
his hand off her thigh, and he returned to his chair behind his desk. This poor
bitch was never going to be free from him, even if he promised her freedom.
    ‘I need you to get close to one of the Penn Lake wolf boys,’
replied Marcus. ‘I don't care which one, but I need you to gain their trust and
lure them here to me. Fuck them if you want. I don't care how you do it, but I
want one of their own here in my dungeon in less than two months. Do you
understand me?’ He was looking straight at her with his intimidating stare.
    ‘Yes, I understand,’ said the girl. ‘If... if I do this… I
will be free? You promise?’ She was sobbing uncontrollably, her whole body shaking.
    ‘I promise, my dear,’ said Marcus. ‘Once those fuckers are
here under my control you will be free to go. Colt is going to bury your mother,
so I suggest you run along and pack. He is going to drop you in town once he is
done. You will then find a way to get close to those Penns. Oh, and Maggie,’ he
added as an afterthought. ‘Don't think about running. I have eyes within the
ranks of Penn Lake and they will be reporting your progress, okay?’ The last
comment made Colt take notice. He didn't know they had a spy amongst the wolves.
    ‘Yes.’ She stood and ran from the room. Colt was glad the
whole sobbing mess was gone, but now he had to deal with his father.
    ‘I need you to get a team together and bring the girl back
here,’ said Marcus brusquely. ‘Don't fail me and don't let those humans live,
either. They had their chance and failed.’
    Without replying, Colt walked from the room and went in
search of the few wolves he could count on in battle. This was going to be a
very long night.

 
     
    Chapter 8
    Callie swore that if she ever saw another wood again she
would scream. They had walked all day and she was sweaty, tired and bored. Logan
still seemed to prowl through the woods as if he was out for an afternoon
stroll. She fucking hated walking and she fucking hated the woods.
    ‘Can you hear the road ahead?’ called out Logan. ‘Thank fuck
for that. Hopefully, we can make it a few more miles without running into those
pricks and get out of here.’
    He had turned to talk to her. Callie, however, still looking
down at the floor, hadn’t noticed and walked straight into his huge, muscular
chest. Two hands reached out and grabbed her by her shoulders to steady her. Suddenly,
she was being pulled into the said huge chest and towards his warmth. His eyes
had her pinned in place as his head moved down to place a gentle kiss on her
mouth. Callie opened her mouth to protest, but Logan took it as a sign to
further the kiss. His mouth covered hers in a brutal assault and, before she
could think straight, she felt herself being pinned against a tree as her mate
ravished her mouth. Her fingers moved behind his neck as one hand grabbed his
shoulder, whilst the other wrapped around his neck to hold him in place.
    Callie couldn’t believe Logan was kissing her as if his life
depended on it. Suddenly her mind swirled. Did he know something she didn't?
Did he think they would never get out of these woods? Logan must have felt the
change in her, as he released her from his hold and let her feet drop to the
floor. Funny, she hadn’t even known her feet had left the ground. Oh boy, she
was in trouble now. Logan was going to blow up like he did every time he
touched her.
    She stood her ground, waiting for him to start with the
harsh words about how she wasn’t good enough, or thin enough. But, as she stood
there looking at him, the words didn't come. Instead, his hand came up to cup
her cheek and she instantly felt the heat flood her body. Logan smiled the most
devastating smile she had ever seen.
    ‘I know what you’re thinking,