Jaxson
It comes over me suddenly, out of nowhere, and I double over onto the floor, climbing the stairs of the palace tower. My body is aching, like someone has clawed at my chest and ripped my heart right out of my torso. My vision blurs, heat spreading through my every limb, my every fiber, and I sink to my knees on the stairs to keep from falling down them.
My mouth fills with heat, running down my cheeks, close to making me want to throw up. Closing my eyes, I try to steady my vision, but it’s not working. I gasp for every breath, crawling up the stairs, pathetically edging closer and closer until I reach the door and throw it open.
Snowflake prances toward the door, hopeful to see her, but we are both pained with reality. I fall over in the room, laying on the floor, every single muscle in my body contracting at the same time. My wolf whimpers, whining, and I can feel myself cry as the pain becomes damn near unbearable. I have never felt
XanderIt wasn’t hard to realize my dear brother was a filthy liar. He spread word that his mutt of a mate had been killed, and I almost felt jealous over the fact that someone else beat me to it, but I soon figured out just how false that claim was.I’ve come to grow a following out here in the wilderness. Rogues look to me for assistance, and in return I gain them as my personal errand runners. That’s how I came to find out that a little royal mate was found somewhere in the middle of the woods, alone most of the time, and baring a striking resemblance to the mutt fated to Jaxson Knight.I had to see for myself. She has certainly caused more trouble out here than I could imagine. I even saw her playing around with some commoner, letting him feel her up in the kitchen, and then watched him leave her alone and vulnerable for the rest of the night.I could have taken her right then, but I didn’t have the resources I do
Xander“AURORA!”I snap out of focus, the shrill scream of that damn mutt making my blood boil. Commoners are better off not being seen or heard. That little stray can’t help but do both. It’s starting to make me want to kill him just to save myself the trouble of dealing with his constant horrible attitude. I try to ignore him the first time, speaking with a few of my warriors in my office, but the second time is where I draw the line.“No, Aurora!”I practically toss my desk aside as I storm out of the office and down the hall of my packhouse. I easily sniff out their stench; commoners smell like weakness, but there’s one thing I do not
JaxsonThis pain is new. It’s worse.I’ve been on the run for what feels like days, trying to clear my mind, hearing my father give into his pack’s whims over and over again. He’s caved into their damn complaints about how commoners are to be used, to be toyed with, and I can’t go back to the palace while I picture Aurora in any one of their places.I can’t let this go on anymore. I’ve failed my mate, the most important woman in my life, and as I stumble in the woods, stammering to a stop, I know this pain building in my chest has to do with her. I kneels, catching my breath, my hand clutching my chest while a fire builds up my throat. It’s similar to the pain that hit me when Aurora