Alpha of Smoke
I don’t know how much time passes before Reba finally leans back, pressing bloodstained hands to her face.
"She’s alive," she whispers, voice raw, "but it’s up to her now."
The words gut me.
I bow my head, pressing my forehead to Unega’s once more.
"Come back, love. Please, come back."
And then I wait.
The air inside the cabin is thick with the scent of blood, sweat, and lingering smoke. The battle is over, the fire wolves are dead, but the war inside this room isn’t finished.
Unega still isn’t awake.
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