I emerged from the cold waters and glared at a laughing Cole. My shoulders were aching from pushing myself up and the freezing temp of the water kept my entire body shivering.

"What's so funny?" I glowered at him. Stupid imbecilic jerk had thrown me into a pool.

"Your face is priceless. Hold up, let me take a photo!" He laughed.

Wen he pulled out his phone I dove underwater and slowly crept to the edge of the pool where he was standing. I leaped out of the water with a fatal push and swept his legs out from under him. Cole yelped and fell hard to the slimy pool side, but I didn't give him the time of day.

Latching onto his arm, I pushed my legs onto the pool walls and pushed with all I had. He fell into the water with a splash.

And that my friends is how the most epic dunking contest began.

The entire pack almost was now in the pool with us, and I was now hunting a missing Cole down. Suddenly, a large hand wrapped itself around my leg and tugged me back down into the waters below. I twisted and faced the culprit, one conniving man named Cole Jefferson.

He smiled at me, and I smiled evil beams at him. He frowned right as I swung my foot around and kicked him in the family jewel's. We were underwater and I hardly kicked so it probably only stung. No permanent damage for him, unfortunately.

He growled and pulled me down with him to the bottom of the pool. I was flush against him as we started floating underwater. His eyes darted from my own eyes to my parted lips.

I almost wanted  him to lean in and kiss the daylights out of me.

Almost.

After everything he'd done, I didn't plan on giving him another chance as my mate. And even if I ever did, it would require so much begging he would lose his manly pride forever.

I pulled myself away from him before me or him did something I would regret later.

Rushing up to the front of the pool, I gasped in a fresh minty breathe of sweet air.

Ten minutes later I was drying off and sitting with a few pack members at a fold out chair.

Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I turned to find a smiling Sol. He smiled big at me and I smiled right back with a hundred and ten mega watts.

"Hey Cara, almost thought you forgot I existed after we kissed." He laughed, pulling me into  a tight hug. I just smiled up at him and shook my head.

"You know, you still haven't asked me to go out with you as boyfriend and girlfriend. Unless you don't want to anymore." I laughed up at him.

He rolled his eyes and dropped down to one knee. I laugh and shake my head as he plucks a rose from the vase on a table.

"Will you, Cara Thompson, do me the official favor of becoming my, Sol's, girlfriend?" Sol questioned in an incredibly fake posh British accent. I giggled and took the rose, sitting it back in the vase.

"Yes, yes I will!" I respond in my own annoying accent. He smiles and lifts me over his head by the shoulders. We probably looked like a couple off of a movie, stereotypical and all.

I didn't have to look before I knew Cole was watching us. And, I don't know  why it did, but I wanted to kiss Sol on his lips just to make Cole mad.

So I did. And it worked.

"GET YOUR DIRTY PAWS OFF OF HER YOU MUTT!" Cole bellowed, pushing Sol away from me. He didn't punch him or do any permanent damage at least.

Cole rears back and punches Sol straight in the face before any of us have time to react.

I spoke to soon.

"Cole! What are you doing? You have no right to punch my boyfriend! I thought we agreed that us being mates was a mistake." I shout, rushing to a groaning Sol's side.

A look of hurt so bad that it made me mentally cringe took over Cole's face before it was replaced by rage.

"BOYFRIEND? Did you say boyfriend? And, no, you decided it was a mistake not me!" He shouted back, arms flailing and spit flying.

This infuriated me like never before, Dripping white hot rage filled me.

"I decided that? I DECIDED THAT? YOU are the one who rejected me. Who left me all alone. Who put me in a coma for six months! Who chose another mate and then came back to me like I was sloppy seconds? And I AM the one who caused this? No sir, you better rethink that. Because everything that's happened is YOUR fault. I was just a pawn, you were the player." I spat at him, my rage only growing.

"You know what? I don't think we should be friends right now. Or ever. We are through, don't come near me again, or you will regret it."

The look on his face once again left me breathless, or maybe it was because of the long speech I had just delivered. However, I was not going to let his words and looks make me regret a thing I just did. He deserved it and much, much more.

I turned and grabbed Sol's hand, dragging him towards the pack nurse with a frown set deep on my face. I couldn't believe this was the life I was leading.

An hour later and my feelings really didn't change much. I was so sick and tired of him and everything he had put me through.

Like hell and back.

I was so anxious and stressed I decided I really needed a run. I haven't even tested my new wolf out yet.

So I took all my clothes off and tied them to an elastic waist band around my body, so that when I shifted in my room no clothes would be shredded mercilessly. When I made my way down the stairs no one said anything to me, after all they all knew I was one of the pack. Once I finally reached the forest lines I breathed in the earthy scent and sighed, a calm and serene peace of mind slowly coming back to me.

That is until a heavy object clobbered me on the back of the head.

I fell to the ground dizzily, my head pounding.

I was just able to make out a pair of red women heels before  everything went pitch black.

When I woke up the next morning, or whatever time it was, I had been tied with silver chains to silvers bars in a silver lined cell.

Everything was infused with silver.

Hunter's.