Shattered Mate Bond Waiting for Dawn Grace's POV My hands were still covered in Jace's blood. I'd washed them three times in the hospital bathroom, scrubbing until my skin was raw, but I could still see it. Still feel the warmth of it soaking through my fingers as I'd pressed desperately against his wounds, trying to keep him alive long enough for the medical team to arrive. *He took a knife meant for me. A bullet meant for me.* The thought kept circling through my mind like a curse as I paced the surgical waiting room, my wolf howling with distress that I could barely contain. Four hours. Four hours since they'd wheeled him away, his face gray with blood loss and silver poisoning, his last words to me lost in the chaos of emergency medical response. "Grace." Grandfather's voice cut through my spiraling panic. He'd arrived an hour ago, summoned by Connor, and had been trying to get me to sit down, to rest, to do anything other than pace and bleed anxiety into the stale hos
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