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Lucien, a scarred and broken warrior, refuses to believe the gentle healer Olivia is truly his mate. He thinks she deserves better, even as his wolf fights desperately for her. Olivia has loved him from afar, and now she must use every bit of her healing power— even the terrifying kind— to save his life. But once he wakes, their real struggle begins.
I pointedly ignored the jealous surge in my chest at the thought. My neck ached as I scanned the rest of the room, my gaze falling on Samuel sitting on the side of his own bed, Kane at his side. They both stared at me with horrified expressions. Samuel-who I knew briefly from our time…
He’d ruined my face. I was hideous. If I hadn’t deserved Olivia before, there was no way she’d want to be saddled with me now. Dominik-and Petr?, by extension-had taken away the one thing I had going in my favor. My looks. The outside matched the inside now. My father would be so smug, if…
He hadn’t responded to me before when I’d tried, so there was no small measure of relief that he was back despite the pain jerking around had caused my fresh wounds. But mate ? What the fuck did he mean by that? Maybe I was hallucinating. It made more sense than my wolf trying to…
Merciful blackness swallowed me, and the pain was no more. “Luce? You down here?” I was dreaming again. Though, the splitting pain in my face was still present, as well as a sickly feeling in my guts, like I’d eaten a bucket of live worms and they were trying to crawl out of me in…
Every step jolted and jarred things that really couldn’t handle the impact, but I gritted my teeth and hung on the best I could while he dodged trees and periodically stopped to listen for pursuit. I considered it a win that I stayed conscious. Eventually, we hit a small clearing, what looked like the very…
“Okay, then, let’s get you fixed up. What hurts?” He tore his gaze away from Lucien to look at me incredulously. “Shouldn’t you be working on him? He’s out, and I’m at least upright. Nobody dosed me with wolfsbane, so I’m pretty sure I’ll heal up eventually.” Typical alpha male, didn’t want to visit the…
When I could finally see them all, they wound all the way up to cover the top of my shoulder too. But somehow, looking at the vibrant red lines, I wasn’t filled with joy. There was only one word I could use to describe them, the emotion welling up deep within not my own. It…
Prologue Lucien One day prior to full moon Dominik Varga was a man of unchecked rage. The thought was dulled by his fist slamming into my face for what had to have been the hundredth time. Petr? Varga’s shit stain of a cousin had yanked me from the street a few weeks ago and chained…