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BlakePoison.The second Zoe says the word, I know she’s right. Looking at her writhing on the ground, I know with devastating certainty that this is no stomach flu. If it’s been making me sick, even with my accelerated healing and fast metabolism, Zoe is in real trouble here.There’s just one person who could be responsible for this. Three people have access to the cabin: Jenna, Max, and I. This is my private sanctuary. Most of the pack don’t even know where it is.Jenna wants to be Luna. She made that abundantly clear. Never would I have believed she’d go this far, but after her recent behaviour, I’m ashamed to admit I was naïve. And my mate is paying the price.With my age becoming a talking point among the pack and the council, Jenna would have known what everyone, including me, would assume when I became unwell. Moon madness. Shifters rarely get sick. Especially an alpha like me. What else could be wrong with me? Especially with the symptoms being so similar. Tremors. Elevated he
Blake Jenna’s holding the vial out at arm’s length like it’s a hand grenade, ready to explode at any second. My instincts are telling me that there is no antidote, and this is a ruse, but I’m happy to play along and put as much distance between her and my mate as I can. Zoe needs to be treated immediately with no disruptions from crazy she-wolves. “Where are we going?” I ask, slurring my words, trying to sound ever weaker and more downtrodden than I feel. It doesn’t come naturally to me. But I need to get her talking. “The old hunting cabin.” Jenna continues to march forward, pushing back a low-hanging branch and letting me pass. I nod. That’s miles away from Zoe. Perfect. Because when I kill this bitch, I don’t want Zoe to witness how much I’m going to enjoy it. Killing her won’t be enough. My wolf is going to tear her to shreds. “Anyone joining us there I should know about? Maybe Tyson?” My voice is breezy, like I’m just asking who’s joining us for brunch and not whether there a
Zoe Tyson never breaks eye contact as he gently rests a hand on my shoulder and waits. And waits some more. Finally, he sits back on his heels, a confounded expression on his face as his order doesn’t have the desired effect. If I wasn’t in so much pain, the frustrated look on his face might be funny. “God, you two really are brothers. Don’t try to pull that crap on me,” I huff, shrugging away his touch as his suspicion turns to amusement. His lip twitches in an almost smile. “Now I get it.” Tyson whistles, looking impressed. Rather than staring at me with the same pity and borderline disdain he had before, he’s curious now. I don’t appreciate the implication that only now does he deem me good enough to be fated to a wolf like Blake. “The alpha command doesn’t work on you?” he asks incredulously. I must be missing something because I don't really get why this is such a big deal. “Apparently not.” Squinting, he taps his index finger against his lower lip as he considers me. H
Blake As we near the cabin, I hang back, scouting out the immediate surroundings for any out-of-place scents or disturbances. The woods are silent. The smaller animals and birds have the sense to leave the area. They steer clear and go into hiding, knowing that something dangerous is in their presence. The effect of the drugs on me is getting stronger. My legs feel weak and I’m sweating, despite shivers wracking my body. Zoe's symptoms were instant. I've likely built up a tolerance if this has been going on for months, but this is the worst I've felt. Stopping, I look up at the sky above and the way the branches overhead sway in the gentle breeze that’s kicking up. Feeling detached from my body, I stare, just thinking about how much I love this land. This territory has been my home my entire life. When I was a child, I spent my days roaming, often with Tyson, learning every path, rock, and tree. Every hiding place and each swimming spot. I knew it like the back of my hand. As a
ZoeThe further I run, the steadier I become on four legs. At first, my balance was off, but I’m getting the hang of it now, increasing my speed as I get more confident. Pushing my new body to see exactly what it can do.All my senses are heightened. At first, I find it disorientating. Soon I’m getting used to tuning out the background noise, leaves rustling in the breeze, the water rushing in the distance, and focusing on what I want to hear.Voices. Footsteps. A door slamming shut.Already slowing down to concentrate, Blake’s deep voice slips into my brain and I skid to a stop. Spinning around to see where it’s coming from, I’m startled and confused when I can't find him. He sounded so close. But then I remember mind linking. I’ve seen Blake and Max use it countless times, but to experience it is incredible.Giddiness at hearing him speak takes over for a second before I realise that still doesn’t mean he’s safe, it just means we can communicate. Listening patiently, I wait as he te
Blake“She’s strong, Blake. After a good rest, she’ll be fine. Think of how exhausted you were after your first shift. I slept for two days.” Jeffrey places a reassuring hand on my arm before leaving the cabin, waving over his shoulder as he goes.“Call me if you need anything.” Jeffery was the only other pack member who saw how truly unhinged my father was becoming. When I needed it most, he was straight with me and told me things weren’t going to get any better. Something needed to change, and I was the only person who could do it. He’s not a man who sugarcoats things, so his confidence means a lot to me.Airing on the side of caution, and after much pestering by me, he’s given Zoe strong antibiotics and had her on a drip to get fluids back into her. But we both know that her wolf will have healed her by now. The physical changes and injuries will not be the problem. When she wakes up, she’ll have to deal with the emotional trauma of being attacked again, but potentially more life-a
ZoeMy gaze drops to Blake’s crotch, where an impressive bulge is pressing against the front of his trousers. Running my tongue over my bottom lip, I pull it between my teeth and moan. All I want to do is shove him down on the bed and yank those trousers off, to tug his cock free and taste him. To take him deep down my throat and drive him so wild that he’s completely at my mercy. To stare up at him from my knees, with his dick in my mouth, and know that I own him, that he’s mine.“Goddess,” Blake groans like he’s praying for strength. “Zoe, whatever you’re thinking about, stop. You’re killing me here.”“I can’t stop, Blake. Is this was the mate bond has felt like for you this whole time?” It’s the truth. Just his scent is enough to make me want to jump his bones right now, combined with how he looks, how he moves, and even his voice. I feel like one giant raging hormone. Now I appreciate how much he has held back his natural urges to give me space and time. But he doesn’t have to do
BlakeOh no, Leah’s wedding. I had completely forgotten.Obviously, I'm thrilled for Rex and Leah, but all I want to do is lock myself away with my new mate and stay in our little bubble for as long as possible. To ignore all thoughts of family, friends, and work.I can’t resist looking at my mark on Zoe’s shoulder, the red puncture wounds already closing with her new faster healing powers. My wolf preens delighted that any male that comes close will know not only that she is taken, but exactly who she is taken by. They'd have to be an idiot to touch her. Without marking her, I’m not sure how well I’d have fared at a wedding in a different pack with unmated males all around. I have superb control of my temper, but the sight of her dancing with Cooper's playboy brother Nathan, or even his charming beta Ethan, would have been a significant test of it. Knowing she wears my claim calms my wolf.As a new wolf, this will be incredibly hard for Zoe. She might be laid back but her wolf is you