Xyla’s P.O.V. (Continued)“You are telling me that the mates whom I waited to meet for two lives are dying when I am finally able to meet them; they are dying,” Fenrir growled, thrashing his body one more time.The anger and pain in his voice were enough to warm my chest, but we were running out of time.“Fenrir,” Honey called him impatiently.The way Fenrir’s eyes became darker, I was sure that we would have a very tough time ahead with Honey and Fenrir as mates.“Let them help you. You know now that I am dying, and staying here longer is weakening my body. Let them help you finish the transition, and.”“Why are you here, then? Go back.” Fenrir roared at her, cutting her off mid-sentence.“Don’t you dare cut me off like this again, mutt. I am your mate, not your subject.” Honey roared back, unleashing her alpha aura.“Honey, don’t.” Both Xander and Beast yelled at the same time.But I felt a sharp pain in my chest, and before I could even clutch my chest, I spat blood.“Xyla.” Everyo
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