“If I leave the hotel, not only will I die, but it will be on an infinite loop, until King chooses to give me the antidote.”

Kai’s fury springs to life, his hound of hell growling in rage as he looks for a target.

“That sick fuck needs to die. Slowly and painfully!” Jax grits out. The other guys, still lost to their rage, nod their heads in agreement.

“There has to be another way.” Luka pulls at his hair, looking around, hoping to find some sort of answer. But there’s nothing they can do.

The potion was my only way out and just like my last shred of hope, I feel it wither and die in front of me.

My future with the guys turns bleak, leaving me stuck with King as my tormentor.

I just hope I don’t drag the guys down with me.

“Ah, there you are. All back together I see.”

Time for thinking of an escape was up, as King saunters around the corner, his men taking lead to surround us once again.

Except this time, there’s more. A shit load more.

Rion was right, he must have called in back-up.

“Let’s make this easy, shall we? Hand her over and I’ll let the rest of you leave.”

“You’re not getting anywhere near her,” Luka says, holding me tighter.

“Not fucking happening,” Axel grits out, moving closer to me and Luka.

“Never,” Kai says, a streak of flames climbing up his hands.

The guy’s tense around me, ready for the oncoming attack.

With the tilt of King’s head, the warlocks line up, forming a circle, and unleash a ripple of power out around us, knocking us down.

“What the fuck was that?” Jax asks as Kai helps me up.

“Just a little spell to stop any of you from shifting.” King’s chuckle is filled with delight.

The guys freeze.

“Fuck! I can’t shift.” Jax’s wide eyes veer to me in panic.

“Neither can I,” Luka tells us.

“We need to get out of here,” Rion says. Taking my hand, he moves back only to stop when more of King’s men appear and surround us.

I look around and see the army of powerful warlocks and shifters backing King and then back at my guys. They’re exhausted, injured, and now can’t shift to protect themselves.

This isn’t a fight, it’s a massacre. They won’t last long before King’s men tear them apart.

I know what I have to do.

I have to go back… Back to my cage.

“Go.”

One word shocks them silent.

“Not this again, we told you—” Axel’s tone bleeds frustration.