Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 41

The following day, all I could think about was what he said last night about going into heat. I didn’t want to go into heat; I didn’t want to do what was expected. Yet I wanted to mark my mate so that way the bond would form, and maybe he would let me come live with him in the Packhouse.

It was lonely out here, and I felt trapped. Kade had dropped off some sugar cubes. There were ten in a sandwich bag. I crushed them and put them in the sugar jar, hoping they would last.

For the most part, I spent the day sleeping, having nothing better to do, my mind wandering to Tyson, Ivy, and Gannon. How much my life had changed in a week, and I wasn’t sure it was for the good anymore. Maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad here if I had Ivy with me. When | woke up, I retrieved my phone to see multiple missed calls from Gannon. I was about to call him back when I heard tires on the dirt road. We had texted, or I voice texted him, but I hadn’t spoken to him. And my messages were always brief because the voice text thing would jumble the words, and he kept asking me to repeat myself, so I gave up.

As the tires got louder, I glanced out the window to see Kade pull up. He smiles and seems to be in a cheerful mood. My bond flares and I set the phone down before rushing out the door.

“I have a surprise for you,” he says as he leans down to kiss me before stepping back to look at me.

“I spoke with Alpha Brock today. He said Tyson is doing well. And once you’re settled into the Packhouse, I can send someone to retrieve him,” kade tells me.

“Really?” I ask.

he says, ushering me into the cabin. He takes

That he would be with me and kept safe.

and unlocks it, scrolling through it. “Make me a coffee, love,” he says, and I turn to the kitchen. When I made his coffee and handed

he says, nipping at my jaw. I could smell liquor on his breath, on his clothes, and a heap of different scents that had me sniffing him. It bothered me for some unknown reason. Yet I snap out of my strange fascination with his scent when he squeezes my bum, his hands groping me, and I

at my dress. His hands on my body made me cringe, and I pushed on his shoulders

is wrong with you?”

as I moved away from him. He reaches for me, but I bring my knees closer to

help me out. I have needs too, Abbie. Bloody useless at everything you do!” he

on like this when you go into heat. We will complete the bond then. Until then, think about what you

man breathed on the back of my neck as he pinned me down. As unimaginable pain tore through me, my thighs were stained red with his brutality. Gone was the cabin, and I was transported right back there, right back where nightmares were my reality. Where monsters were

the shadows in the house more. I now would take a second glance at everything I would only glance at, wondering if he was lurking

seeing your own body because it bears its marks of it. Fearing people because you know how much one person can destroy you. It opens you up to realize how truly evil our world is. Now

well have been enduring it all over again. Everything felt

he ripped my underwear down and felt the warmth of my blood as it cascaded down my legs. His scent was putrid, like rotting