Chapter 42

“Vale?” Ezekiel’s voice sounded cracked and dry.

I opened my eyes, looking down at him. “Hey, little Alpha. You doing okay?”

He nuzzled further into my chest. “I…never want to go through that again.”

Chuckling, I kissed his forehead. “I’m glad your coherent again. Come on, let’s get you out of this water. Get some water into you.”

He nodded and I scooped him up in my arms. Ignoring the pain in my arm, I knew that even with my werewolf healing, it would take days for my arm to recover. Naresh was quiet in the back of my mind, tired from the continuous healing. I remembered what Hector said about my mom, that her wolf died trying to heal her and keep her alive. It was a fraction of what I’m sure she felt but I could understand it more now.

I placed Ezekiel down and gently tried to see if he could weight on his legs without crumbling.

“Vale, I’m fine. You can…”

As soon as I let more of his weight fall, he started to drop and I just picked him back up. He whined, embarrassment flood