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Book 2: Chapter 15
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Willow POV I wake up to find the bed next to me cold. Usually, I am a relatively light sleeper. I can't believe that Osiris snuck out without me noticing. But then again, I have never felt as well rested as I do right now. Gingerly, I get up from the bed. The wounds on my back are still stinging from the fight with that she-wolf. Quietly I walk around the room and try to deny the urges I feel to be nosey. Surely Osiris wouldn't have left me alone if there was anything in this room to hide. The room has a woodland cabin feel to it. All of the furniture looks like it was made by hand. The bed appears to be made of logs pieced together like a puzzle. There is an old quilt on the bed that seems to be handmade and a century old. The fabric on the quilt squares is frayed and faded. Mismatched curtains hang on the windows. Actually, nothing in the room seems to match. Looking around the room, I make sure I am alone before opening the top drawer of Osiris's dresser. It is f
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Willow POV I don't miss how Osiris's eyes darken as he looks at me in nothing but a towel. Holding the towel just above my breasts, I stand up and run just the tips of my fingers along his collar. I am careful to ensure that my hand's palm doesn't touch his skin. But I have to admit that it is tempting. I have never wanted to dive into someone's mind more than I want to dive into Osiris's. Something about him has piqued my curiosity, and I cannot shake it. I want to know everything about him: secrets and all. Before I get too brazen and touch him, I drop my hand to my side and try to slide past him. But Osiris isn't going to let me go that easily. Grabbing my wrist, Osiris rips the towel away from my chest, and it falls to the ground. I ball up my hands to protect my palms while Osiris pins me to the wall with my hands above my head. "Please, don't make me head butt you," I groan, trying to ignore the fact that my body is exposed before him. Osiris doesn't speak. He on
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Osiris POV A headache is pulsating at the back of my skull as the doctor tells me the damage that Willow sustained to her neck when I tried to remark her. I know I should be listening to what he has to say, but the only thing I can hear is the steady beep of the machines coming from her room. To me, those are the only sounds that matter because they are the only indication that she is still alive. My eyes wander past the doctor to the room filled with Willow's family. Her adopted father, mother, and grandmother are all surrounding her. They are all wearing identical faces of worry, and it is all my fault. I couldn't have known what would happen when I tried to remark her, but I should have known we got away too easily. I should have known that the witches had something more sinister in store. Guilt fills my brain as I think about what I have done. My mate is fighting for her life because I was determined to make her mine again. "Alpha?" The doctor interrupts my thoughts.
