Axton’s P.O.V:
I blinked my eyes open, feeling my entire body ache like I had just been hit by a truck.
Oh! I was hit…wasn’t I?
Sabrina shot me and I jumped in front of the bullet to save Gustav. After the shitty life he had been forced to live thanks to my parents…it was the least I could have done for him.
My vision was hazy…dark. And I couldn’t really feel anything at all. Was I really dead?
“Axton?” Came the voice of an Angel.
I tried to open my mouth, to talk, but it didn’t happen. Nothing was coming out. I couldn’t find words…all I could do was make this low groaning sound that was barely illegible.
Suddenly, the lights turned on in the room, bright and harsh and I had to close my eyes shut tightly to escape from its harshness.
“Hey,” I inhaled her scent as she came closer…felt the heat of her touch through my clothes
Hello everyone! Saving Alpha Axton had come to an end, but this is just the beginnig of the journey. The sequel, Torn Between Alpha Mates will be out before the end of this year, I promise. But in the meantime, I do want to take a short break from writing werewolf stories. As a writer, it becomes repetative to write about the same topic over and over again. That's why, I'll temporarity be shifting to the Billionaire/CEO and the Badboy genre's to refresh my mind, before I continue with the sequel. Please be patient with me and I hope you understand my dilemma. And a big thank you to everyone who read this book. It's my very first exclusive after being a traditionally published author and I'm very thankful to all of you who made it so far into this journey. Please feel free to leave your honest opinions, so I can be aware of my mistakes in the future and provide you with an even better reading experience. And most of all, thank you Nakuru Murakami! I love
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