CULLEN
I could barely contain myself when I heard my mate’s voice pleading with our enemy to take her instead. I knew it was Gentry, but the magic was so good that it had my body reacting as if it were really my mate. When that vile creatin uttered his plan to use my mate for pups, the only thing preventing Voldigoad’s blood from joining that of his sacrificed witches on the ground was our damned witch’s hold on me.
Hopelessness consumed me when Voldigoad began gloating that he outsmarted us. He had my pup and Pip somewhere else. We had not even considered that he would have them somewhere else. Our entire plan was based on a perceived trade.
Gentry taunted him, baiting him to take him. Hearing the words in my mate’s voice had my heart racing. Gentry got the better of him, only for Vo
