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It took a whole minute for me to realize where I was. White sheets, soft blankets and pillows. Red curtains draped on the huge windows. And the familiar Bloodmoon family crest is engraved on the robe around me.

“You’re awake, good.”

A familiar voice pierced my senses, making me turn my head, pain shot up my spine. “Fuck…”

“Don’t move, Yael Osos. You’re so beaten up we all thought you were dead.” Emery had the heart to joke yet his face remained stoic as a statue. “Though you are close to dying the moment we got you out of that cave.”

With a heavy breath, I opened my eyes and waited for my vision to become clear. There he was, grotesquely tall. Muscled body. Amber hair. “I remember.” I answered, trying to remain as still as I could. Every move I made sends a sharp pain throughout my body. Those damned hybrids from the Bluemoon pack and bears from the Bear pack really fucked me up.

I lifted my hands and palmed my neck, trying to cup a feel of the Collar of Ballantine's. It wasn't th