Jessica stared down at the prone body of her nemesis, feeling strangely detached from the situation. It felt surreal, but she'd done as her mate had asked and finally delivered. He would be so pleased with her she thought excitedly. She couldn't wait to see him again. She shouted to the nearby men "Hurry up she's bloody heavy," grateful when a small swarm of the Commander's men appeared out of the shadows, grabbing hold of Amara, gently as though she was a piece of fragile china, putting her into their truck and racing off.
Jessica joined Amara in the truck, heading to the new headquarters. She glanced down at the sleeping woman and frowned. She knew that her mate was planning on selling Amara and she felt no compunctions about that. In fact the only thing Jessica feared was Alpha Damien
