Third Rank Penn Lake Wolves Book Three by Clare Atling

crumpled to the floor and let the tears take her. She knew
what she had to do. She’d risked everything telling him and she had lost. Maybe
if she ran they wouldn’t find her, but she knew her punishment would be worse
if they did. She couldn’t risk being sent back to Marcus, not now, not after
seeing how her life could have been. She would rather live her life in hiding
again than be used by the pack.
    She got up on her unsteady legs
and made her way back to Hope’s. Brandon was right - she had to leave and do it
quickly before his brothers found out.
    Maggie walked as quickly as she
could, wearing only the T-shirt Brandon had loaned her that morning. Fresh
tears blinded her vision and caused her to stop. She couldn’t breathe - it felt
like her lungs were being crushed.
    ‘Well, well. Seems like Brandon
didn’t like being used by a whore like you.’ Greg was standing before her,
smiling smugly. His face made her stomach lurch and she felt a fresh wave of nausea
wash over her.
    ‘What do you want, Greg? I’m done
here. Brandon knows and has asked me to leave. Marcus has enough information to
let me go now.’ She hoped her voice sounded stronger than she felt.
    ‘You silly girl. You really think
Marcus is going to let you go? You really think I’m going to let you go? My
place is beside Marcus and your place will be under me, whilst I fuck you like
the whore you are.’
    ‘Fuck you, Greg. I didn’t tell
Brandon about your involvement, so you can carry on here like nothing happened.
Please, just let me go. Marcus doesn’t have to know until I’m gone. Please…’ Again,
she was begging.
    ‘Oh, you will fuck me, again and
again,’ replied Greg. ‘Marcus already knows and he’s requested that I bring you
back. Don’t fight me because you won’t like it when my claws come out.’ He
grabbed her arm and pulled her along to Hope’s house.
    ‘Why aren’t we just leaving? Please,
I don’t want Hope to get hurt.’
    ‘That stupid bitch is at work in
the shop you should have been at hours ago. We need to get your phone and a few
bits of clothes so we don’t raise suspicion when we reach the mainland. I don’t
want your filthy humans thinking I’ve attacked you... yet!’ His eyes were
freely roaming her body, making her feel sick.
    Once they reached Hope’s house,
he pushed her inside. ‘You have five minutes to grab your phone and get dressed.
And don’t even think about running as I’m faster and strong than you, and I
will catch you.’ With that, he walked through to the lounge, pulling his mobile
free to dial.

 
     
    Chapter Seven
    Brandon sat down heavily on the
floor, putting his head between his knees. His Maggie had lied to him about
everything. She’d made love to him, knowing she was working with Marcus all
this time. He felt as though his heart had been ripped from him as he stroked
his hand across his chest, to check it hadn’t been. Maggie, his mate, was
supposed to be the one person he could trust. But, when she started telling him
her story, even before she’d mentioned him, he knew the neighbouring pack alpha
was Marcus. It wasn’t until she confessed she had been sent here to infiltrate
his family that he saw red. The time and effort he had spent trying to keep
them safe when, all along, it was his mate that was conspiring against him! He
needed to get out of here. Needed to find Seth or Logan.
    He ran from the house, making his
way across the town to Seth’s house. Once he was outside, he didn’t know what
to do. Shit. He wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn’t come. He turned around,
thinking he should leave his brother to his new bride and go find Logan to seek
his opinion on how to progress. Logan was the beta and second in command, so he
would know where to go with this information. Just as he turned, he heard
Callie calling his name.
    ‘Hey, Brandon,’ she called. ‘You
okay? What happened?’ Just as she reached him, he turned to her and the tears
finally came.