MATED TO MY BULLIES
Always smiling, always hopeful, even when life was hard.
Now she lay on a bed soaked with sweat and blood, her body rejecting the silver molecule by molecule. It was the most painful death imaginable. It would take three more days.
"Alpha," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Please. Make it stop."
Young-Alexei knelt beside her, his face twisted with grief. "I can't. If I use my alpha command to stop your heart, the pack bond will know. They'll know I killed you."
"I don't care." Mira's hand found his, squeezing weakly. "Please. I can't do three more days of this. I can't."