Chapter 145. Taking down Cynthia

“Do you like my mark? Do you still wish it was yours?”

Cynthia huffed and looked raggedly at the Alpha.

Olive hurried over to Shem and touched him to make sure he was okay. His skin was cold and clammy, and he was deeply unconscious. What had these guys done to him?

She willed herself to fix whatever was wrong in his system and a second later, his eyes opened with a gasp. Jonas gripped his riffle cautiously.

“Damn, I can breathe fresh air again. That entire tent smells like a rotting bo-dy. Especially that fisheye girl. God forbid,” he blurted out and spat on the ground.

“Yep, that's my Shem,” Olive exclaimed and patted him on the shoulder. He looked up in surprise but before he could say a word to Olive, Jonas began to wheel him away.

Alpha Knight exhaled, the first sound he had made since they arrived.

“Big brother! You came for me,” Shem exclaimed and smiled so brightly at his brother. Alpha Knight scoffed.

Jonas untied him and Shem sprang