All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S IMPOSSIBLE MATE : Chapter 41 - Chapter 46

Sara's scream was different from every other sound she had ever made.Roman had been cataloguing her sounds without meaning to since the night he carried her out of the forest, the professional calm of her voice in crisis situations and the specific way she laughed when something genuinely surprised her and the sound she made in her sleep when the dreams got bad. He knew all of them. He knew the difference between the sounds she made when she was frightened and the sounds she made when she was managing something frightening, and the sound that came out of her across thirty feet of frost and chaos was neither of those things.It was the sound of someone losing something they could not get back.He glanced.One fraction of a second. Less. The kind of involuntary redirection that happened below conscious thought when the person you loved made a sound that your body recognized as wrong before your mind finished processing it. Sara on the ground with Chen over her and blood on the frost be

The pack bond carried it to every wolf in Thornridge simultaneously.Roman felt it leave him before he understood what was happening, the loss moving outward through the bond the way heat moved outward from a wound, immediate and total and impossible to contain once it started. He felt every wolf in the pack receive it. Felt them feel it. Felt forty one individual responses moving back toward him through the bond like forty one hands reaching for something they could not hold, the collective grief of a community that had been waiting for this pup, that had shifted when Sara survived the ceremony and howled when her white wolf stood in the great hall, that had already made a place in itself for the child that was not coming now.He was on the ground at the edge of the clearing with Dmitri crouched over him and two warriors on either side and the silver burning through his chest in a way that should have been the only thing he was capable of feeling.It was not the only thing he was fee

The forest had no edges anymore.It had been forest once, recognizable and mapped, every trail and treeline known the way you knew the rooms of a house you had lived in for years. Now it was just dark and cold and endless in every direction, the trees moving past without meaning, the ground underfoot registering as surface and nothing more. He had been running for a long time. He did not know how long. Time had stopped being a thing he could measure at some point between the clearing and wherever he was now and had not started again.He had found Marcus.He remembered that much. The finding and the brief terrible violence of it, faster and more complete than anything he had done before, the feral thing in him bringing a precision to it that normal rage never managed because normal rage had heat and heat made you careless and this had been cold all the way through. Marcus was gone. The threat was finished. He knew this the way he knew the ground was under his feet, as fact, as settled