n's

en wanted it. I was angry. Rupert, my wolf, was about to seize control o

to fight me!" I

r out, I would protect her. Alyson, my mate. There was no way I c

t. Her blood smelt sweet and delici

y history winning every fight. When I was angry like this, I could kill too easily. Th

ichael had been, but he'd left to. I'd reckon with him later, he shoul

control, and I shifted without choice. He was edgy, our instinct screaming, "Ma

y. I stood at the edge of the clearing staring at her. I sniffed the air wondering if she was alive, or drowned in

er arm where I could see to the bone. Her leg was twisted like it might be even broken. Her neck was gaping open with a wound as

d. She sat up a little and looked around

even if on the verge of death. She was coughing up water before she passed out. Her body was so frail and light. Up close, all those scars

ple eyes were so vivid. But then

scar, only it did not venture to her face. I had so much pity for the delicate state o

ren't there. The blood from the two open wounds was enough to kil

lth, much lighter too. She smelt weirdly delicious, being close to her blood aros

Clan Clark she-wolf? Why was she here? Who had done this to her? The Clan C

g if that had something to do with her weakness. While her body was limp and drained of life, I stil

y desire to protect her was stro

mate?" Rupert stirr

could no longer see the frail, limp body and gashes, I noticed how beautiful her face was- her small chin led to a delicate nose. Her full lips parted and clo

ctors to give her nourishment. They said she'd lost a lot of blood. The doctors tol

ed her-touching her, Rupert wanted to tear into them and throw them out of my cabin. I had to ref

ges on her neck and arm. Then I sat beside her for days. I thought she'd heal more qu

in this life. Rupert became edgy t

and turned away. The smell of her blood only became better as the infection

om Clan Alexander at only ten-years-old. They expected me to die early without the blood of the she-wolves from Clan Clark. I sho

But there was no response from her. It was as if she did not sense that we were mates. Her wolf didn't respond to t

y. If we ever find who did this to her, we will