Chapter 48

Everything was surging to the surface, smothering and severing, tumbling and flailing, crashing and corroding. The pull of the mate bond, the magic disintegrating in my veins, and my sinful need to be touched by him had power over both my body and my wolf's will. I was a fraying thread, attempting to hold myself in place as the threat of it all tore me apart.

Derrick mistakenly believed that I didn't want him, but in reality, my excessive desire for him was the issue.

His body no longer felt warm; instead, it was a frigid blast of heat that pinched at my flesh and made me feel...