ena

the air had been sucked away. In my eardrums, only his faint, labored breathing remained. A blizzard of pi

ins in my fingertips straight to my temples,

ing peace washed ov

like com

nter my ribs echoed in my chest, forcing my

i

brushed his

electricity shot up my

nition wa

ippled beggar w

er of my White Wolf soul-

d my maid, my voice shaking

the Gamma estate w

with graying hair, washed the

e door, my ha

e Healer whispere

heavy rocks. They healed w

t this is worse." Stepping closer, I saw the dull sh

o his bones to suppress h

r gently washed

of red, angry burns

ormal burn," the

neath does not match the

mach d

tch," the Healer confirmed. "

ut with sha

the top of hi

his heart, was a t

ar left by the silv

palm agains

k flared again, w

yes as tears

My true Alpha