Amelia's p.o.v

I was in tears and still trembling in fear. 

My mate had hurt me yet again, and this time I was more scared of him than I had ever been. 

Never was there a day I had thought such a day would come, where I would fear the very person I was destined to be with.

"Get up." My wolf ordered.

I groaned in pain ignoring the burning ache on my neck and stood up.

"Follow him." My wolf commanded me.

"What?" I asked in disbelief.

"Follow him." She ...