Chapter 11. On Second Thought

Harrod was beaten to the point that he could barely raise an arm. What was he, the Alpha of the Stingfang pack to do?

With dislocated joints and broken bones, he knew he couldn't help, even though he wanted really badly to stand up and fight to the death for his mate at the moment. His veins bulged and he clenched his teeth hard, as he tried with all he had to stand, but he just could not. 

Harrod could only watch weakly as Jason held his mate by her hair to his crotch.

"I'm running short on my patience now!" 

'Screw it!' Panic became evident in the Stingfang pack Alpha's gaze as the unlikely seemed more likely by the passing minute. His mate was at the verge of being defiled right before him!

He couldn't help but start to pray for a miracle as all hope seemed lost.

However, such thought was futile and illogical, considering he never believed in any miracle all his life. Nevertheless, he was running out of time!

'That's right, Deat