Chapter 34

Dean grips a chunk of my scruff in his jaws, pulling my head back so he can see my wolf face, and positions himself.

I can't feel him, or reciprocate.. I'm just a numb ball of fluff in which my mates can use and do with as they please.

I hate that I can't take control of my limbs, or push myself against them. I can't feel the pleasure they're trying to cause.

I just feel my body move in time with Dean's as he mates with me as wolves.

I listen to his growls and grunts as he fulfils his need, before Holden takes his place.

My body is numb, my heart is numb and so is my brain.

I should be feeling more from this act of mating, right?

I should be grateful for Dean and Holden trying to help me?

But why can't I shake this worry.. This hurt about my mother?

What the hell made her walk away?

What made her lie?

Is Pappee really dead?

What did I do that was so bad to make her fake her own death? And then come back to kill me?