na

fur bristling silver in the moonlight. I knew them.

prints for their mate-

my voice fract

at, his ears flattening against his skull. But he didn't mov

commanded, her voice

ai

oors, looking elegantly dishevel

g into a posture of performative terror. "She threatened Leo! She

struck me harder than a physical b

. "You know me. Emilio, look at me. You know I woul

utching Leo to her chest and sobbing into his s

table, 'childless' mate,

e with dead, s

al, Elana. You n

craped my throat. "You killed our child yesterday, E

her that!" L

a jagged rock fro

hesitate.

quare in th

linding. I stumbled back, feeling the warm, s

r wolf

ed. Not at Leo, but at Emilio. I wanted to hurt him. I wante

TO

it me like a

it didn't matter. It was like a

ore open again. I felt the warm, sickening gush of fres

e sounded exhausted, as if taking out th

sounding faintly disap

tch. "If she dies in the cells, the Council investigates.

e crushing weight of his Command. He crouched down, his colog

spered, his voice devoid of pity. "But you

urned his back. "

me. My legs trailed uselessly through the

world. Every bump

the territory. The clif

k whispered, his vo

thr

ears, screaming. I hit the wat

d my lungs lik

t part of my mind. There was a golden cord there. The bond. Frayed

ecting the words with the last emb

air of heavy,

ni

he fall. It felt like my soul was b

en...

cating weight of

e river