#Chapter13

After my mate's breakdown, she remained buried in my chest, with her hand still clung to my shirt until she eventually went back to sleep. I guess crying for 30 minutes straight did consume all her energy.

I gently placed her properly on the bed and pulled the covers over her. Her tail was still moving around before it eventually stopped.

Ever since I was a kid I knew that my mate would be in some sort of danger, be it from rouges, hunters, or rival packs, given as I'm soon to be alpha of the most powerful pack in the state. To get to me they would use...