Eliana POV

The knocking stops, but thumping and growls are heard soon after.

"Are they fighting?" I ask.

"I wouldn't talk much right now if I were you. The more he hears your voice, is the more desperate he will become." Alyssa gets a bottle of something off her counter and holds it, going to the door.

I gasp. I'll shut up.

No, we need mate. My wolf whines.

It must be hard for her. I roll my eyes.

I pinch myself hard twice, putting my empty bowl to the side table.

Sparks of pain come from both and remain after.

I'm awake and not in a basement.

The growls...