Wyatt's P.O.V. I turn when Jessi walks out of the closet wearing the little black dress I talked her into, and I instantly regret it. It's sleeveless, leaving her neck and shoulders bare. It's also tight, showing off every womanly curve she has. What makes it even sexier is that I can see the tip of her sheathed knife when she walks. Scar and I are both panting. Would she kill me if I asked her to wear a trench coat over the dress? My eyes finally tear themselves off her body, and I see her smirk. Yeah, she would kill me, and not in a good way. "I take it you're having second thoughts about picking out my clothes," Jessi states, walking over to me after sliding her feet into her black heels. I close my eyes and try to get my thoughts in order so I don't sound like a blubbering fool. "I promise to let you choose your own clothes from here on out," I say, but my voice is hoarse. Jessi giggles at my reaction while putting her arms around my neck.
Jessi's P.O.V. I walk into the restroom, feeling Wyatt's eyes and others on me the entire time. Right after I shut the door, it re-opens. I assume it's another woman, but I see a man I don't recognize when I glance in the mirror. He's tall and muscular with sandy brown hair. I turn around and look him in the eye. "This is the women's restroom," I say firmly. This jackass better not mess up our plan to talk to Jock. He smirks as he steps closer, pinning me against the sink. "I saw you come in here, so I figured it was the men's; after all, you're so desperate to be a man." He leans forward so our faces are only an inch apart. "I think you can tell I'm all woman. Now get the fuck out of my way." I try to shove past him, but he cages me in with his arms on either side of me. "No, you're staying right here. Any woman walking around looking like that is asking to be fucked. Maybe Wyatt isn't man enough to give you what you ne
Jessi's P.O.V. My screams are so loud they're the only thing I can hear. The pain in my chest that I can feel from the arrow in Wyatt's is excruciating. I see Ryder and Zoe, but I can't focus on them. I know the arrow is silver, and silver kills wolves. Wyatt can't be dead. We haven't had time to live yet. I see Zoe sticking a needle in his arm as someone with thick gloves pulls the arrow out of him. I don't understand why I can't hear anything until I realize I'm still screaming. I try to fight when I feel someone lifting me into their arms until I see it's Ryder. I cling to him as I sob. Why did this happen? Who took him from me? Looking back at Wyatt, I see people putting him on a gurney and rushing him inside the palace. Ryder carries me, following close behind. I'm so thankful for him because I don't think my legs will work. Where are they taking him? He was shot with silver to the heart, and there's no way to save him. I see them take him to
Jessi's P.O.V. After my impromptu meeting with Selene, I can't go back to sleep. I lie against Wyatt and listen to his steady breathing while I try to process everything that happened. I can't help blaming myself. This would have never happened if I hadn't been adamant about letting our wolves run. I remember feeling like someone was watching us when Wyatt threw me to the ground. He must have felt it, too. Was the arrow meant for me or him? I look at his face, and it looks ashen. I've tried to talk to Scar, but he's not responsive. I'm assuming he's feeling the brunt of the effects from the silver. Was it a rogue or someone else who shot at us? Just as the sun begins to rise, I hear a knock on the door before Zoe and Ryder walk in. "How are you, Jessi?" Zoe asks, giving me a hug after I sit up on the side of the bed. "I don't know, honestly." I quickly tell them about my meeting with Selene
Wyatt's P.O.V. I don't understand what's happening. I remember going for a run with Jessi, and then everything went black. Why can't I open my eyes? Where am I? I try to talk to Scar, but there's no answer. Am I dead? That can't be right because I wouldn't be able to feel if I was dead, and I can feel a burning pain in my chest. There seems to be a slight burn in my entire body, but the pain in my chest is the worst. I hear people talking, but I don't know where or who they are. Where's Jessi? Where's my mate? Is she okay? I try to mindlink her, but it's like there's a block that won't let me through. When I feel tingling on my forehead, I relax. I recognize Jessi's touch. She's here. She's with me, but why can't I speak or see her? I want to wrap my arms around her but can't move. I want to feel her silky skin and kiss her soft lips. Why does it feel like my mind is in a prison? I know I'm here, but no
Wyatt's P.O.V.My girl is lying beside me, and I can't be happier. That is until I realize I still can't open my eyes. I can feel Jessi against my side and her head on my chest. I want to wrap my arms around her, but I can't move. What happened to me? Why am I stuck in my head? I keep thinking back to our run, since it's the last thing I can remember. I feel like I'm missing something important. I can hear now, so that's something, at least. There's no noise other than Jessi's light snoring. I won't tell her that she snores; she'd probably deny it. I wonder how long I've been stuck like this. Has it only been a few hours or days? Maybe now that I can hear, I'll be able to figure something out. I feel Jessi moving next to me, and I want to tell her not to leave. Luckily, she's just moving closer. She's my light. I'm in the dark right now, but knowing she's out there waiting for me keeps me from going insane. When I hear her sweet voice, I want to cr
Jessi's P.O.V.I fall onto the mat from exhaustion. Gabe worked us so hard this afternoon I'm sure my body is now made of jelly. I just need to get enough energy to get into a shower, and then I can see Wyatt. "Do you need help getting to your room?" Trevor asks, standing over me. I don't like how his eyes run over my sweaty body when I'm wearing hardly any clothing."Nope. I can manage just fine." I respond, jumping up and ignoring the hand he's holding out to me. I'm still not happy with how he talked to me in Wyatt's room. He wouldn't have done that if Wyatt was awake. "Can I at least walk you to your room?" He asks hopefully as I grab a water and head for the door. I need to nip this in the bud now because he's really starting to make me uncomfortable. He went from being a jackass who was treating me like shit to a jackass who keeps testing my patience. "No. We're going in different directions. Besides, I want to check on my mate, and I
Jessi's P.O.V."What? Are you sure it was Gabe?" I ask Wyatt in disbelief. How could it be him? He's been training me for years. He was always a little gruff, but I figured that was because he had been a warrior for so long. Wyatt takes another drink of water when Zoe brings him a fresh cup."I'm positive. I saw him clearly, and that's not all. He had the arrow pointed at you, Jessi. He would have shot you if I hadn't moved you out of the way." I can't believe it. Why would Gabe want to kill me?"I don't understand. Why would he try to kill me?" I ask. Selene was right. Those I thought had my back don't, and those I thought were against me aren't. I don't know who to trust anymore. How am I going to take these men into battle when I have to look over my shoulder to see if one of them is trying to kill me?"Look at me. I need you to stay strong. If he thinks you're on to him, he'll disappear. He came to see me today, and I'm worried that he may