"You have claws and you're strong...we can heal each other...Are you a...I don't even know what that would be." "I'm an alpha, Elodie. Your alpha. And you're my Luna..." She began to nod as if understanding the name I'd hinted to her since I knew she survived. I was relishing in the way she accepte
Elodie's POVMy eyes closed faster than I wanted for being in the clutches of a murderer. Of the lies they may have told me about him, this was proven as fact. The bloodied shirt itself remained in sight until my eyes became too exhausted to keep open. And what should have been dreams of nightmares
"I won't let that happen, but I have to go first and you have to follow right behind. I can hear them..." "Who-" Just as I attempted to ask, I could hear steps making their way towards our room. Not one set that could be easily missed, but what could have been estimated to have been dozens. When
Grey's POV I kept our pace until we came to a spot where I no longer heard any potential danger surrounding us. Absent cop cars and threatening animals, I stationed a pause a small distance away from a rustling lake for ambiance as well as use. Downloading the bag against a tree, I began to evaluat
"Is there something you want to ask me?" Her toes stopped their incessant pattern I recalled hearing from my office the first day I was destined to meet her. She seemed to theorize the choices for a second before closing the book without a mark and crossing her arms over her chest before reclining o
"W-was i-i-it p-poison-nous?" She shook through her words as I recalled the details of the snake. A copperhead. Without treatment, there would be undeniable pain. Her symptoms wouldn't show a peak until twenty-four hours, but I didn't want her to have to worry about that. I could eradicate it now,
Elodie's POV I could feel his eyes on me from the second mine closed and opened again. Avoiding a shift that he'd know I was waking up, I tried to focus on the hatred I had for him in opposition to the gratitude. The memory of him removing the toxin with his mouth was the cause for a sweet and erot
My fingers came up to trace it as he almost shuddered to me. Almost as if it pained him. My heart tugged at the thought of hurting him and for the first time, I saw why. "Elodie-" "How did I die?" It was a question I never imagined would ever leave my lips and yet asking it seemed to cause him a