I’ve been taken. The alpha, Jack, who’s holding me captive seems to hate me, even as he sends me lusty glances. My dad will pay the ransom. There’s no question of that. I’ll be fine. I should be fine. It’s been days and Jack keeps promising me I’ll be going home soon. But now another alpha just showed up because something has gone wrong. This other alpha wants me dead. Strangely enough, Jack is arguing with him. Jack is trying to protect me. But I barely know Jack, and he’s not going to die for me. I have one chance of survival, and that’s to run. I sneak out the bathroom window, and I bolt for the trees as if my life depends on it. Because it does.