Who Is My Mate?

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Who Is My Mate?

Ashier walked back to his chamber along with the guards and the pack witch, Alisha by his side.

As they walked, Ashier's face contorted with pain and sweat broke out on his forehead. He felt a searing pain shooting through his back and chest, causing him to gasp for air.

The pain felt like a thousand knives piercing his skin and he had to bite his lip to keep from crying out. He tried to compose himself, but his breathing became labored, and his steps faltered. He leaned heavily on Alisha for support, feeling weak and lightheaded. The pain was unbearable, and he knew that something was seriously wrong.

Ashier clenched his jaw as the sharp pain pierced through his back, radiating to his chest. It felt like a thousand needles were pricking him at once. He tried to ignore it, thinking it was just his wound acting up again, but the pain continued to intensify.

He felt as if his muscles were being ripped apart from the inside, and his breaths became labor