Andrea's POV
I drove at 90 mph through the Colombian countryside after my Vacation to Washington state.
I'd achieved all I set out to do and with all necessary preparations planted within Loren's territory, everything is ready.
His men may be more disciplined and loyal than mine but my plan is smart and unpredictable. The Alpha has no idea what I was really doing in his pack and it might just give me the edge.
I'd also seen his mate again. I couldn't deny how good it felt to hold her, feel her beautiful body in my hands and watch as she shudders and cowers away from me, completely helpless. She used to be so fierce and confident but I turned her into a shivering wreck within seconds. It was satisfying to watch but nowhere near as good as it was going to be when I kill her... when she is finally truly mine.
The fear that will be in her eyes, the way she'll beg, the way she'll plead.
But she has to die first.
Before her Alpha, before her kids, before her pack.