This time when he turned to look at me he locked his eyes on me. They were watering slightly and I could see the pain behind them. "They have your mate." A single tear rolls down his cheek as he looks back to the road. "I'm so sorry that I have to do this to you but I can't lose her. They said they wouldn't hurt you." "They don't seem like the type to tell the truth. How do you know they won't hurt me? How do you know they won't just kill your mate and you once they have me?" I was getting emotional as my chest tightened and the shakes that started in my hands moved up my arms. "I don't, but I have to hope I can get her home safe." His voice is quiet as if he's trying to convince himself that his words are true. "Now stop talking and relax, the drugs will make you sick if you try to push yourself to much." "What are you going to do once you get her back? Ryder will kill you for betraying him." Travis looked down and I barely heard the words he whispered next. "Sara will be safe." Whether it took five minutes or five hours, I don't know but Travis finally presses on the brakes as we stop outside some abandoned barn. He gets out and walks around just as another guy walks out of the barn. Travis' hand locks around my upper arm and pulled me from the car, out into the filtered light that pushed through the thick foliage. He kept up with my slow steps. My lethargic steps gave me time to look at the rebel. I had seen them in their wolf form and was scared by their appearance then but their human form looked worse. The guy that was in front of me now, was staring me up and down a smirk plastered on his scared face. Some of his joints looked out of place but still functional. His biggest disfigurements were the scar that stretched from the left corner of his ear and up to the base of his ear and another t shaped one that run along his hair line and parted his hair slightly to the left. When another two rebels come out from the barn with a distressed girl, wearing only a ripped shirt that covered everything, Travis' grip on my arm tightened and I knew it was his mate. I couldn't find myself to be angry at Travis because if it were ever me trying to save Ryder I would do the same thing. These two wolves were my responsibility to protect, even if it cost me my life. "Give us your queen and you can have your mate." The main rebel says as his eyes move to Travis with a cocky smile. "I don't think so." When Travis spoke his voice was steady and I could see why he was a palace guard. "We trade. I hand you Charlotte, you hand me Sara." The rebels head tilts, contemplating Travis' words but are peak before he has the chance to speak. Pulling my arm from his hold I take a step forward. The rebel eyes me curiously as I hold my hand up to Travis to stop him from grabbing me again. "Tell him, I said, not to hurt you." I whisper to Travis' low enough that the rebels won't hear me. Travis eyes me curiously but quickly flicks his eyes over to his mate. "Hand her to me and I'll give her to her mate. You want me then you stick to your word and don't hurt either of them and let them leave. He won't tell Ryder where he bought me." I say slowly to the rebel. Not that I can speak much faster, I could barely stand. The rebel scoffs at me but still calls his two goons forward and pulls Sara into his hold. "He just kidnapped his queen and delivered her to the enemy's hands. As soon as he and his mate are a safe distance from us he's going to go straight to his king." "That's what you want." My voice hints to how worn I am and I feel myself starting to sway. "Of course I do gorgeous. He's already looking for you. Now let's get you inside before you hurt yourself." With his words he throws Sara towards me and I just catch her before she pulls the both of us towards the ground. Quickly I pass her back to Travis but she grips my hand and tries to pull me with her. Shaking my head I force her into her mates' arms. I needed to keep them safe. I was starting to believe that the rebels really weren't going to kill me. He had other ideas. We kept eyes on each other as I heard the car back away. Once I couldn't hear the tires anymore the rebel took slow steps forward until he was stood in front of me. "Your majesty." His hand comes up to caress my cheek but I turn away from his touch. My legs faltered and he had to grab me to keep me up right. The second he touched me I felt bile rise in my throat. "Don't touch me." I whisper a weak threat. The rebel chuckles as he starts to carry me into the barn. "My name is George gorgeous. Call me anything else and you'll regret it." George. His name almost made him seem normal but his face told a different story. "What are you going to do to me?" "I'm going to put you in a car and we're going to get away from here before your mate shows up to kill all of us." George lies me down on the back seat of another SUV. My thoughts were starting to make sense but I was still too slow to stop George and another rebel as they grabbed me, stopping me from struggling and move away from the needle they were pushing into my arm. I screamed at them to stop but George just run his free hand through my hair. "Everything's alright Charlotte. You're just going to have a sleep till we get to the new location." Nothing was making sense now but I still managed to form one more sentence before I blacked out. "He'll find you and kill you." "Not if I kill him first gorgeous." His words are hazy but my chest still tightens. "You'll stay reign as 'my queen' though."