ine

linding agony throbbed at the back of my skull. I was lying on a stiff cot

en. Marina Blackwood, Damian's sister, stormed

r eyes flashing with pure hatred. "Kacie is dying b

throat was raw. "I didn

tastrophic. The only way to save her is an ancient blood-r

s life force for an Omega was the ultimate desecration

room, his suffocating scent of pine and leather filling the

ng my eyes. "You can't let her d

ded coldly, his voice

could feel his Inner Wolf howling in absolute agony, clawing at Damian's mind t

let them bleed

to ash. And in that absolute, suffocating despair, something deep within my so

y veins. It wasn't just a wolf; it felt a

arriors crashing into the medical cabinets. I didn't wait for their shock to fade.

mber was dimly lit by torches, casting shado

obe. She didn't look like a dying woman. He

, but I was already moving. I marched straight up to t

ma

harp sound echoed off the stone walls. Before anyone could react, I gra

ed ribs. Just smooth skin and

nce fell ov

e horror as he stared at Kacie's unblemished skin. The

" I mocked, my voice

ent facade crumbling. "Damian, I swear! The Pack Doctor told me I wa

swimming with a sudden, desperate regret. "Celine... I..." He took a step

ess had made for me, feeling abso

tood tall, letting the ancient power hum beneath my skin.

gasp. His knees buckled, and he collapsed onto the cold stone floor,

aving me hollow. My vision darkened,

n't hit t

ng figure caught me effortlessly. The scent of winter sno

ma of the Silver Crescent Pack, rumbled, his