~Ridge’s Point of View~ I had never been more turned on in my life watching Tyra in the gym and it was torture. I did everything possible to not show how hard I was, especially since we weren’t alone. If we had been alone I’d have had her over every piece of equipment in there .., and believe me when I say I was visualizing the hell out of it. It was impossible not to. I kept walking around, doing everything to move and stay busy ...and not just stare at her, but it was impossible. Forrest was furious with me and I didn’t blame him. He wanted her marked immediately.When she said she wanted to fight I wasn’t happy at all. I had just gone through a mess to get her, and it still wasn’t even resolved. There was no way I could risk something stupid happening to her

~Zach’s Point of View~ “Wake up baby, follow my voice,” I said, stroking her hair.I didn’t know what was supposed to happen between when Tyra left me on Sunday and the challenge, but I had planned to try and talk to her again, reason with her. I never fucking expected to get a call that she’d been hit by a truck and was barely alive. I spared no expense getting the best doctor to transport her to the pack and care for her.I had now been watching the doctor do this thing and run tests on her for hours. It was getting late and I was mentally exhausted. Seeing her like this, it was too much. She never should have left me, never should have gone with that moron.“What do you think doctor,” I asked, not being able to s

My heart absolutely sank when Ash said I couldn’t leave, that Zach could keep me overnight, since it was best I stay in the pack hospital. I didn’t trust Zach a fucking BIT, and no one should!! Like death was somehow a deterrent to marking me? I couldn’t show him how pissed I was … how terrified I was really.Zach was trying to be charming by feeding me, opening the windows and telling me how nice it was outside. He even took me on a little walk in the hallways to get me up and moving a bit. My body was so damn stiff and putting weight on my feet was so hard, I had to keep holding Zach for support and he was relishing in it. All I could do was think about Ridge and how pissed he must be, how helpless he must feel.We were watching TV when I finally said, “don’t you think you need to get ready for tomorrow?”

~Tyra’s Point of View~ There were easily fifty people out here to watch the challenge. I was completely sick to my stomach and had barely been able to eat anything all day. Reba was being a lunatic, yelling at me to find our mate. The full moon was nearly upon us and the pull of it in the air was simply too much to bear. It was going to be our first full moon together, and I desperately hoped with Ridge.I was sitting in a camping chair at the top of the fighting ring, front row seat. Zach had been all over me all day long and we’d had a huge fight because he wanted to help me shower and I insisted the nurse do it. Thankfully I won that argument. I was really impressed at how much more I’d healed since waking up, since I only ever knew how slowly I healed before as a mere human.

~Tyra’s Point of View~   Obviously this wouldn’t be my first time being intimate but the anticipation sure made it seem like it. Reba was practically falling over herself trying to chase him down. We came through some brush and I heard the sound of water faintly trickling. It was easy to track Ridge between his scent and the blood on him, which simultaneously made me weak with desire but also disgusted. I didn’t like my mate being hurt and I was desperate to fix his wounds.  Reba purred as she finally saw Ridge, he’d shifted back and he was soaking in what looked like a hot spring.  *Nooo, I want my wolfie,* Reba fussed. *You can have him back later,* I mused. I pushed myself to shift back, it was