Lucy POV

I awoke to the sound of voices, my head was pounding and my neck stinging. Groaning, I get up rubbing my eyes as I swing my legs over the side of the bed. I find myself in Tyson’s room. The door was cracked open slightly and I could hear the murmurs of people talking somewhere in the packhouse. Getting up, I clutch my neck, the movement making my mark sting. Tears brim in my eyes that he marked me. I hated him. I hated him with everything in me. I felt betrayed by him. Now there was no escaping the bond.

Walking to the door I open it,...