Chapter Seventeen

Ronin paced back and forth in the hallway, trying to prevent himself from bursting into Liora’s room to see what was taking the doctor so damned long. His wolf was erratic within him, his hands shaking.

What if she…

What if he lost her before he got the chance to truly call her his?

What was he even saying? He had no intention of sealing the bond, but seeing her tonight–the way she defended the cub–maybe she could handle it.

The venom of mindless beasts was highly toxic to wolves and only the strongest were able to survive it. Liora may have saved the cub, but she was still an omega–the weakest designation in the pack.

They were taken so off guard and he was so busy trying to fend them off that he completely forgot to make sure she was safe. Not that she needed it. While everyone was running for their lives, she was on the attack.

Wild and gloriously fierce.

He tried not to think about how that fight could have gone very, very wrong–with her dead– and with him even more deranged.

“Alp