Casey's POV

I tucked in the ends of the blue blanket under my bed unable to hide my smile. I felt so relieved after leaving Alpha Farrell's mate in her cell tonight. Though I wish she wasn't in a cell but it was alpha Farrell's decision and he could be stiff headed some days. 

Remembering how cold and pale she was when I got there, my face scrunched up in a frown. I needed to ask Beta Archer to speak to Alpha Farrell. He could kill her and that is the last thing we want for our pack. 

A sigh escaped my lips as I plunked into my bed. Unlike...