The Alpha's Warlock
My chest heaved, and I gasped into silence.
He smiled at me, gums painted in bright red, the most gruesome sight of my life and the one I loved the most, because it was Calder, and he was smiling at me. Gazing up at me with those glowing eyes as if he didn’t need to see anything else before he died.
“You’re alive.” The words sounded like they had to scrape their way out of his throat. “Alive. That’s—” He stopped, convulsed, coughed up blood. “All that matters.”