Blake's pov

I didn't know how long I had been held captive, but it felt like an eternity. I was blindfolded and tied to a chair, my arms and legs aching from being restrained for so long. My captor paced back and forth in front of me, occasionally stopping to whisper threats in my ear.

"You will tell me what spell you have over Wade," the captor hissed. "I warned you to stay away from him, but you didn't listen. Now you will pay the price."

I shook my head, tears streaming down my cheeks. I didn't have any spell over Wade, we were just mates. But my captor wouldn't...