NATASHA.
"Run, Natasha! Leave that place!" Donald yelled as he pulled my hand.
But I couldn't move. No matter how hard I tried, how hard I struggled to move, I couldn't. I remained frozen like a statue with my heart pounding loudly against my ribcage and watched as the feral beast ran towards me, canines bared and ready to attack.
Because this certainly wasn't my Leo. Nor my Aiden. This feral beast coming at me was not my mate. The violence was gnawing, and all I wanted to do was to turn and run away from all this. But I couldn’t. I would never turn my back from my mate.
Never.
When I had gotten here, the only thoughts in my head was how to make Aiden see how wrong what he did was. But, now, after running with Donald leading the way, I was scared. Broken. This can’t be happening to m
