Alpha Arkon;

It's been hours now and her wounds still look the same. Why is her wolf not healing her? Does she not have the ability to?

My eyes waver through the body of my mate, and my rage erupts. I ball my fingers into fists wishing I could just rip off Freya right this instant. But nah. It’s never in my nature to go aggressive with women.

My eyes shut momentarily as I try to calm my agitating wolf. He is fucking mad at me that I let Freya live after what Freya did to our mate. But he’s an animal and will never understand.

Sending my eyes to...