The ride is quiet. Fury stares out the window, lost in his own thoughts. Jasmine sits beside him in silence, her hands folded tightly in her lap. I don’t say anything, pretending not to notice. She’s processing, and I know better than to interrupt that kind of heartbreak. Eventually, the carriage
Fury falls to his knees. “I was too late,” he whispers, voice barely holding itself together before it shatters completely and his shoulders shake. My chest twists painfully as I watch him grieve. Once a proud warrior, now a mighty Alpha—reduced to a broken boy. He makes no attempt to hide it, no
I stay still, letting him speak. “He used the Queen’s necklace. The real one. Not the illusion. During the fight, it glowed—pulsed with this… black energy. I expected it to burn him. He’s not royalty but it didn’t.” I stiffen. “It didn’t burn him?” “No,” he says darkly. “It fueled him. Like he wa
“When is he going to wake up, Doctor?” My voice cracks despite my attempt to sound composed. I try to hide how terrified I am, but I must be failing—because the doctor gives me a look that says he sees right through me. “It’s been over five hours… and still nothing.” I haven’t moved from Fury’s sid
Fury’s body jolts. His fingers twitch. His back arches slightly off the bed as though some unseen force is dragging him upward, fighting for dominance inside him. His wolf is reacting to mine. It’s instinctive—an age-old response etched deep into our kind’s DNA. Alpha blood demands submission, but
With a heavy sigh, I rise to my feet, disgusted with myself for even hesitating—especially when I owe Fury everything for what he’s done for me. But I can’t help it. I glance at the doctor, who’s still standing there patiently. “Let me consult my mate before I—” “My mate, Jack, will donate his blo