Chapter 61

Somehow things had finally began to calm down in the room even though my heart still beat rapidly inside my chest. The space was solemn, quiet, a little too quiet for my liking. The wolf was obviously distressed. He sat on a chair with his elbows on his knees and face in his hands. Oh, how I missed his annoying and lighthearted humor at that moment. It seemed even he was not in any mood for pleasantries.

Ezekiel still lied under the watchful eye of Araya even though she had completed her task. His affliction was no more. We all breathed a heavy breath of relief, but his body had sustained abuse, so we not so patiently waited for him to regain his strength and awaken.

Acelin and Adrian eyed and glared between me, Manix and Wolfe, apparently still very unimpressed with the way their mate had been flung about so recklessly. I matched their glares unwilling to put up with their pettiness. But the confusion and question on their faces very evident. To put it simply: what exactly was I do