We have made it to 50 chapters! Will Alpha Derrick be able to save his mate from the bite of another?
Derrick’s POVElder Winifred’s words penetrate through the darkness that has begun to surround me. “Only you can save her now, Alpha.” My body stiffens in her arm, my head snapping in her direction so I can meet her all too knowing eyes. Is there really a way that I can save Salara from this fate? I jump to my feet, all too eager to do anything to save the woman that has become so important to me in such a short time. Grabbing hold of her wrinkled hands, I pull Elder Winifred from her position on the floor and stare eagerly into her sparkling eyes. “I will do anything to save her.” Movement stops all around me. Everyone is interested in what Elder Winifred has to say. She lifts her hand up to pat the side of my face affectionately before she whispers in my mind, ‘All you have to do is mark her.’ A gasp leaves me as I pull back away from her quickly, startling the doctor from his place beside me. How is marking her going to save her from the poison that has been injected in her from
Salara’s POVThe ethereal being dressed in a long flowing gown of white walks over to where I stand dumbstruck by the news that I am dying. Once she reaches my side, she places a gentle hand on my arm before gently guiding me over to a bench situated near a beautiful pond littered with creatures that I have never seen before. A bird the color of deep purple that reminds me of the cranes I used to watch as a small child on my grandparents farm hustles over to us quickly once we have settled on the bench. A tail that resembles a peacock juts out from the bird's back in varying shades of purple that blend nicely with the purple color of its body. The gorgeous bird sniffs at me curiously for a moment before turning its attention over to the woman seated beside me. She casts the creature a loving smile as she strokes the top of the bird's head in relaxing strokes. The strange bird lets out a purring noise that sounds similar to a cat when they are happy. My eyes close on their own as a
Salara’s POV My brows crinkle in confusion when I open my eyes and find myself curled up with Derrick on what looks to be my old hospital bed. Memories of what happened to me come flooding back to me causing my body to stiffen in Derrick’s hold and my heartrate to pick up speed. Something must have alerted Derrick to my awakened state because his eyes suddenly pop open and I am faced with those gorgeous forest green eyes of his. We stare at each other in silence for what feels like forever before excitement lights up the gorgeous green color of his eyes and he jumps up into a sitting position, pulling me along with him. The sudden movement causes pain to rocket through my body starting from my neck, causing a grimace to appear on my face. Seeing this, a look of guilt covers Derrick’s face as a strange smell begins to ooze from his body. My nose wrinkles at the unpleasant scent, but I say nothing to the anxious Alpha sitting beside me. His hand moves up as if to touch me before set
Derrick’s POVWaking up next to Salara has been a rollercoaster ride of emotions. The first one being guilt over forgetting that she is still healing in my excitement to see her awake. She was asleep for over twenty-four hours afterall. The next emotion was the flash of desire that skyrocketed through my system when Salara spread out her leg and unknowingly straddled my lap. The innocence in her eyes had me holding myself back from giving in to the growing need that has only increased since marking her. But all of that chivalry almost went out of the window when she moved her arms in the air and thrusted her gorgeous chest in my face. If it wasn’t for her sudden freak out over thinking that she smells bad, I would have given in to the thoughts circling in my head thanks to a very unhelpful Hunter. If only she knew how crazy her scent has been driving me since waking up with her wrapped in my arms. Even now the sweet honeysuckle and peaches scent that I relate to her is sticking to m
Salara’s POVIt’s a shame that Derrick and I couldn’t have been more than what we were while I was still alive. Now that the chance for us to be together is no longer an option, I realize how foolish I had been to keep my distance from him. Maybe if I had allowed myself to fight past the fear of Henry and told Derrick everything that was going on then none of this would have happened.Derrick could have kept me safe from the abuse that I have encountered since arriving in the Evergreen Pack and could have kept Henry far away from me. It really is true what they say, hindsight really is 20/20. I let out a tired sigh before motioning to move towards the last place that I saw dream Derrick.Before I can pop open my eyes to gaze at his beauty one last time before I go to wherever you go when you die, he opens his mouth and says words I wasn’t expecting to hear. “You are not dead Salara.” Guilt radiates from his anxious words causing me to pause in my motion. A frown tugs at the corners o
Salara’s POVI stare over at Derrick in disbelief. I can’t believe that he would mark me as his mate without speaking to me first. It was bad enough when I thought that Henry had marked me as his, but to learn that instead it was Derrick…the betrayal that I feel is unexplainable. How can we move on with a future together if I can’t trust him to not make decisions for me without asking. I spent five years allowing Henry to dictate my life and I refuse to step right into the same type of relationship with Derrick. He knew my feelings on becoming a werewolf, and yet he made me one anyway, and without my consent.Silence stretches between as we are both lost in our own thoughts. The sour smell from earlier fills the room in larger doses, choking me with its scent and nearly bringing me to my knees. My sense of smell must be going haywire thanks to my changing into a werewolf. I drop myself back on the hospital bed, a dazed look taking over my face. I am becoming a werewolf. What if I be
Salara’s POV A week has passed since I learned that I will shift into a werewolf on the next full moon, which will be in exactly eight days from now. To say that I am nervous about my first shift would be an understatement. Thankfully I have Evelyn to help coach me as I prepare my mind and body for the upcoming full moon. Evelyn has been great to me since finding out that I have officially been marked as Derrick’s mate. If it was up to her I would already be living with him and standing by his side as his Luna. Something that a huge part of me longs for more than the air that I breathe. But unfortunately, Derrick has been doing a damned good job of ignoring me since leaving my hospital room. I spent two days locked away in the hospital room unable to even take visits from Hayden after learning that Henry has taken even more from me. It finally took Evelyn to appear and remind me that I am needed in order for me to finally pick myself up so I can be here for my daughter. And Miguel.
Salara’s POV“Get away from my MATE!” My voice comes out in a feral growl, unlike anything I have ever heard before. The sound shocks me and the two wolves seated before me momentarily, before Daphne regains her composure and stands from her seat. “Don’t pull the mate card with me, bitch!” Daphne snaps out in anger while stomping her way towards me. Derrick jumps up from his seat behind his desk, but I put my hand up to halt him from coming closer. I am already barely keeping control of the rage that is burning up my insides and begging for release. A growling sound in my head gives me pause, but the sound of Daphne’s shrill voice garners my attention once more. “In case you forgot, little human-” She emphasises the words human in an attempt to demean me, but I am too angry to care what she thinks about me right now. “You rejected our Alpha in front of everyone.” She finishes her speech with a shove to my chest. Anger flashes in my eyes the moment her finger touches me. The reminde