Delaney

Steaming, I felt an unfettered boiling feeling inside the moment I came to and saw my mates naked, knives ready to kill them. Despite my jumbled thoughts, I could tell that their wolves had been bound by magic.

"So nice of you to join us," the head dark witch mocked. The flames around the altar had died out, meaning that they had stopped chanting. Maybe that is why I had regained my consciousness, because the spell was no longer sucking the energy from me.

"Now you will witness your useless mates choking on their blood, right before you follow suit," she added, her words awakening something inside of me....