Chapter 58

My mate picks me up from the floor, and sits with me on the couch, holding his hand over my exposed ear. For a while, all I can hear is his racing heart. He’s afraid. Of me or for me?

“Cameron!” When did Edric start calling the king by his first name? “What are we going to do?”

“For starters, we tell no one about Maya ripping out his wolf, that’s for sure.”

What are they talking about?

“Kenneth!” the king says, and I can hear the sound of skin slapping skin.

Something's definitely wrong here. I try to turn my head so I can look at the dead werewolf, but Edric holds me in place. “Don’t look. He’s not dead,” he says softly. “But he might as well be.”

What? Edric must be wrong. I saw Kenneth die. I heard his heart stop. Saw his chest deflate. “Let her go. I want to talk to her,” Cameron says.

I feel Edric tense under me. “Can’t it wait?”

“No. Don’t make me order you.”

“It’s okay,” I say, my lips still numb with sho