ログインMorgan's POV:I had become a little girl again.And somehow, having my mother standing in front of me had made me forget about going home.About Damian.For one terrible moment, I wanted to stay.I was caught between two worlds, with someone I loved desperately waiting for me in each.Another sob ripped through my chest. I couldn't control it. I sounded like a wounded animal.I was practically howling.Mom held me tighter, stroking my hair the way she used to when I was little.“I know you have a thousand questions, princess,” she whispered. “Come. Let's find somewhere comfortable to sit.”She took my hand.I squeezed it so hard I was afraid I'd hurt her. But I couldn't help it. If I loosened my grip, maybe she'd disappear.“When am I going to wake up from this?” I asked.And Goddess help me, I didn't want to.If this was a dream, I wanted to stay asleep forever. If I was dead, maybe death wasn't so terrible.Except Damian was waiting.My heart twisted.“Princess, this isn't a dream,”
Morgan's POV:Her words got to me.And almost immediately, my mind started working on a plan.The faster she told me whatever I needed to know, the faster I could get back to Damian.It was simple, really.Listen. Learn. Get the hell out of here.The Moon Goddess chuckled."Don't worry, my child. I intend to send you home as quickly as possible."Shit.I kept forgetting she could read my damn thoughts."I know your mate is suffering just as much as you are," she said, stepping closer.My chest tightened."Can you see him?" I asked desperately. "Right now? Can you tell me if he's okay?"Her beautiful smile softened."He's alive, Morgan. But his heart is breaking."I pressed a hand against my chest.Of course it was.My Damian.He was probably blaming himself for everything. And knowing that stubborn man, he hadn't slept or eaten since I'd been poisoned."I've waited a very long time for this day, Morgan," she continued. "I've watched you grow into the beautiful woman standing before me
Morgan’s POV: A painful sob tore from my chest.I had kept my eyes closed the entire time, too terrified to open them.I wasn't going to lie. I was scared of finding out who that voice belonged to.It certainly wasn't Kira. I could recognize my wolf's voice among a thousand others.But this voice...I had heard it before. I knew I had. I just couldn't remember where.It was powerful, almost commanding, yet there was something incredibly sweet and comforting about it.The warm breeze brushed against my skin, and sunlight kissed my face. Somewhere nearby, water rushed over the rocks, filling the air with its familiar roar.The waterfall.I had seen this place so many times before, but never the person who kept calling my name.Tears streamed down my cheeks. Another sob escaped me, and I buried my face in my hands, crying harder than I ever had in my life.Damian.I couldn't hear him anymore.His voice was gone. His touch was gone. Even those beautiful sparks that danced across my skin
Damian's POV:My gaze met Dr. Richman's."Then explain it to me. Please. I need something that makes sense.""There's some kind of magnetic force radiating from her," he answered.I stared at him.Magnetic Force?What the fuck did a magnetic force have to do with Morgan?"What does that even mean?""These machines rely on electronic sensors to monitor vital signs. Something surrounding her appears to be interfering with their readings."He continued explaining, but the more he talked, the less sense it made.He even connected the equipment to me.The fucking machine immediately started reading my vitals.Every single one of them.It worked perfectly.So why the hell wouldn't it work on Morgan?And as if to prove his point, the moment he connected the equipment to Morgan, every single reading disappeared.What the fuck was surrounding my mate?"Do you have a shaman in your pack?" Dr. Richman asked.I nearly lost my shit.What kind of fucking question was that?"A fucking shaman? My mat
Damian’s POV: Minutes turned into hours, and before I knew it, darkness had swallowed the land.The moon was full, its majestic light illuminating the sky.I stood by the balcony, staring at it, hoping for a fucking miracle.Morgan was breathing again.It felt like I'd been given a second chance at life myself.The unbearable pain that had nearly brought me to my knees was gone. But the agony in my chest had only intensified.My heart was pounding, and my body felt numb.All I could feel was rage.And misery.Bruce was losing his fucking mind.He wanted to shift, hunt Mariam down himself, and sink his teeth into her throat.And quite frankly, I was beginning to agree with him.How fucking stupid could my warriors be?A goddamn housekeeper had managed to fool an entire kingdom.And now she had vanished.Without a trace.My warriors had searched every corner of the palace grounds, relying on their heightened senses to track her scent.Nothing.Not a fucking thing.They couldn't even id
Morgan's POV:My head was spinning.I was falling through a tunnel of blinding light, tumbling into an endless abyss.My body was numb.Cold.Weightless.I couldn't feel my arms or legs, and I had no idea whether I was falling toward something or drifting farther away from the world I'd left behind.I closed my eyes, hoping the brightness would disappear.But even through my eyelids, the light grew stronger.Until suddenly—My ass landed on something incredibly soft.What the fuck?The freezing sensation vanished, replaced by a gentle warmth spreading through my body.For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I wasn't hurting.I wasn't suffocating.I wasn't dying.At least, I didn't think I was.I heard the steady burble of running water, accompanied by a soft breeze brushing against my skin.I took a breath.A real fucking breath.My lungs expanded effortlessly.No burning.No crushing pressure.No desperate struggle for oxygen.The air carried a delicate sweetness I couldn't







