[Alpha Lorenzo’s Point of View] “Alpha!” “Shut up, Leo.” “You’re literally bleeding to death, Lorenzo! Look at yourself! Your face is pale as hell!” Leo snapped, dragging a frustrated hand through his hair. “Please spare me from your mother’s wrath and let’s go back to the villa so the healers can treat that damn wound.” “I have this feeling Chiara is close,” I growled heavily while trying to steady my breathing. Cold sweat gathered across my forehead as the poison from the silver-coated claws slowly spread through my body. Every movement burned. My muscles felt weaker with every second that passed. “It’s faint,” I muttered. “But I know she’s here somewhere.” “It’s the poison talking,” Leo argued, though his eyes softened with understanding. He knew exactly how desperate I was to find my mate. And he also knew I would never stop looking for her. Not while she was suffering somewhere alone in the dark. “I can’t leave,” I said firmly. “Take the others back to the pack territo
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