Two Alphas. Two Betas. One Mate.
“Everything. Symptoms, how it started, all of it.”
He rubbed his face and hesitated. “It’s an old sickness, it hits the lungs mostly. Healers say it’s incurable.”
“That’s vague,” I said. “Come on, give me more. What exactly happens when she coughs? Any patterns?”
He shifted and avoided my eyes.
“It’s worse at night, blood comes up thick, she weakens after each attack. That’s it. Family secret, Elena, I can’t say everything.”
“Push harder,” my wolf urged. “He’s hiding something.”