ra

to my bedside, sobbing uncontrollably. She gently t

If this fever and head injury go un

rs. "It's no use, Maeve. Without the Alpha's permission, no

Here, Julian's wor

ad had left me severely nauseous. Combined with the burning fever, my crushed right hand, and

. But my medicine chest, along with everything I had brought from my maiden home, was locked away in a damp storage r

ith a burning, consuming passion. I had spent three year

he Pack Banquet-music, laughter, th

h him the suffocating scent of expensive wine and a faint, l

adow engulfing me in the dim light. "Do you honest

n open my eyes. My absolute silence

me when I speak t

Pack Law book from the bedside table and hurled it violently toward

lying toward my bruised head, I instinctively raised

the flying book smashed di

AC

illing snap echoed i

asped, my back arching off the bed. I bit my cracked lip until

t a grotesque, unnatural angle. My hands-the sacred tools of a mast

nish from his gray eyes, replaced by a flash of

to a female who defied him. To cover his own sudden panic,

sing a beat. "If you weren't lying there acting like a corpse, it wouldn

g in the air, t

ng left arm. I didn't look at the grotesque injury. Ins

dness left. No

lute emptiness. It was the exact look

te, invisible thread of our mate bond simply... snapp

en, I

g fever, I smiled at him. It was a faint, breathtakingly beautif

g in sudden, inexplicable panic, sensing the deat

closed my eyes, shutting h

of my dead heart. Even if I have to crawl ou