His words slice deep, deeper than I want to admit. My throat burns, but I manage, “I can handle this. Infected packmates need me—” “Infected packmates will always need you,” he snaps, and suddenly I’m airborne, strong arms locking around me. “Daniel!” My hands shove against his chest to put me d
STACY. The first thing I register when I wake up is darkness and the strong scent of disinfectant... My chest tightens as realization sinks in. I'm having another episode of temporary blindness after using my ability and anywhere else, it might have been bearable. But here, in Jason’s pack, blindn
My pulse pounds in my ears. “She was mine,” I snarl. Her eyes find mine, sharp. “And maybe she could’ve stayed yours, if you’d fought for her the way you’re trying to start a fight now.” That lands like a punch, I step back. She lays a hand on my shoulder. “Go home, son. The worst is over. Let
JASON A few minutes later, I step back from the door and lean against the cold wall outside Bay 3 with my arms crossed. Inside, Daniel hasn’t moved an inch. He’s still holding Stacy’s hand like she belongs to him and she’s his to keep. 'Wrong. She’s ours,' my wolf growls, low and possessive, e
Daniel meets my eyes, calm, smug, and too composed. “Oh, so you think,” he says. “She belongs with me now.” My jaw locks so tight I taste blood. “You think I’m going to let you carry her off like some trophy?” He smirks. “Don’t need to carry her off. She comes to me willingly because she is my
JASON I don’t move from the doorway after giving Hannah the order to follow Stacy’s instructions without question. Honestly, I’m still reeling from how the hell is she alive? And why did she agree to my mother’s request to come heal my sick packmates but turn me down flat, even when I was on my