gain. Not once. She didn't call. Didn't text. Didn't
y play
her sensitive,
ad a right to heal. It took him nearly half a week just to walk on his own. The pack began to
idn't
a, something inside her had already started packing its bags. Sh
e wrapped i
ofa. Her tablet glowed in her lap, screen filled with legal archives and old ritual texts-anyt
t door open. A pau
was spotless-it always was-but for the first time in three
ir
ugh the mind link, sh
le
answe
th
door swung open. His scent hit her first-sandalwood and pine, dark and warm and infuriatingly
her sitting there, still dressed in lounge cloth
e said, voice low. "Why di
ced her expression into somet
said. "After all, don't you have your
outh, she regretted them. They
oo late to t
r thickened around them. "You know Ivy has been through a lot
Ivy
attered again
nst the floor. "She's sensitive. She's fragile. She needs pr
yes wide and burning with te
g his features before it vanished behind tha
her shoulder. Firm.
quietly. "You should never
red. So he does reme
eath brushed her cheek, warm
art cl
ot "I'm sorry". Not
eed
finest doctors, the strongest wolfsbane tonics-none of it could quiet the ache of a blood v
worthy
la
ad f
lower lip, blind to the tears gathering in her eye
n't wa
n her entire life. Her hands slammed
a. My patience has limits. You c
hing. The bed caught her hard, the impact knocking the breath from her lungs. He straddled her hip
," he growled. "That
t cracked c
e man she h
Not the patient one who had promised her safety. This
own darkne
r mother had died trying to save her. When the ransom never came, the
something inside
ould never have to feel that fear again. "I will n
re at her clothes. His strength held her down while she squirm
ck in that
ed, twisted, became a monster with a stranger's face.
ember reaching
the crack of cera
ood streaming down his temple. "Wha
r. Didn't stop t
of the room. Her fingers tore at the torn blanket draped over the armchair and she wrapped it
le body
e. His wolf
p, sour terror flooding off her skin. The bond be
c at
ai
raising one bloodied h
cracked, splintered,
ss Adrian's face. Not quite guilt. Not
down at her-curled in the corner, wrapped
w tigh
ow. Exhausted. Done. "I am your Alpha. You have to move past
d the do
the las
icked shut
, hugging the blanket to her ches
ed sometime in the dark. Not because the pain had faded, b
r phone
, vision blurry. A delive
d to ice. It was
ed over her lik
symptoms are improving, Mira. The avoidance response is weake
had lain awake planning. Their anniversary. A candlelit dinner. Soft music. And
f her
he moon blessed
ted an heir. Th
t
against her fingers, the echo of his weight pressing her do
ndered, did
he first grey light of morning crept through the curtains, thi
ne buzz
own, and her
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