ADAM Three days since the Mike incident, and I was losing my mind. I found myself at the hospital observation window again, staring through the glass like a stalker, like a fool, like a man possessed. This was the fifth time this week. The fifth time I had abandoned my duties, my responsibilities, my kingdom, to stand in a dark corridor and watch her work. Eve was treating a male patient, some young warrior wolf with too much muscle and too little sense. He sat on the examination table grinning at her while she checked his bandages, and I could see his eyes roaming places they had no right to be. Did that bastard just touch her arm? Laughed at something she said, letting his fingers linger on her skin like he had any claim to touch what was mine? Mine. Touch mate equals death. Rip throat out. Make him bleed. The wolf rose up snarling, and I had to physically grip the windowsill to keep from smashing through the glass. She's not your mate, I told the beast, told myself, told the u
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