There are thousand trials of love, after every trial love is more refined and at last, it consumes you completely. Alex was lying in front of me and I was able to feel his anguish through our mate bond. Flares of guilt were engulfing my whole existence and my tears were not enough to subside them. Gusts of morning wind were enhancing the blazes and I found it difficult to breathe. Fiona was saying something to me but I wasn't able to comprehend it. Fiona convulsed me again to get my attention so I asked her in bewilderment. "Alex, how's he? Why he is not shifting back? "

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