ANDREW POV Cain’s body lands with a splatter, his fingers twitching slightly. Taking a page from Matt, I raise the weighted piece of metal wrapped in my hand. Aiming at his head, I pull the trigger; the shot ringing out in deafening the sensitive hearing of the wolves in the room. The bullet crashing through his skull at point blank range, crimson spewing everywhere. Xander’s stare burning holes in my flesh, but I shrug, not caring. “Better to be safe than sorry. We have enough ghosts returning from the past to haunt us. We don’t need another.” “Alpha,” Lachlan says, calling our attention, the pair of us turning to him as he nods toward the door on the opposite end of the room where Camilla stands. The look upon her face has Xander forgetting whatever he was about to say. The words evaporating like water on a hot summer day. Whatever the woman has to stay, it’s not good, based on the shake of her head. Xander, dashing toward the room like a tropical storm. Fear wrapping around him

THEO POVThe beeping has stopped, and the IV’s removed yesterday, but Andrew has demanded the human doctors to keep me another night. Poor man, even humans, can feel the animalistic and dangerous energy lurking underneath our surface. They caved rather easily, too. My mate can be pretty persuasive when he wants to be.“Are you ready to leave this place?” Drew’s voice cuts through the train of my thoughts. His head snuggled in my chest as I run my fingers through his soft hair. He hasn’t left my side in the three days I have been stuck in this room.“I was ready yesterday,” I whisper, kissing the top of his head.“I know and I am sorry about that,” his bright blue eyes looking up at me. “I just wanted to make sure that you were actually okay… you know that, right?”“Of course, I would have done the same,” I murmur, my finger pads running along his scalp. “But I am ready to go home, Drew. Although there are some things I need to do before we fly out.”“Xander?” he asks, already understa

XANDER POV Another three days. Three more fucking days have passed since Theo left the territory. Nora hasn’t twitched or moved a moved a fucking muscle. Why the fuck won’t she wake up? Her stomach already changing from the pup growing inside. Even Ares, who was unusually calm, is worrying, his anxiety mixing with mine. Pacing at the edge of her bed, I can’t help but stare at her as if my continued watching will finally work its magic. Somehow surprised when it doesn’t do shit, and I am disappointed all over again. “Boss.” Fletcher’s voice breaks through the jumbled mess. My brain turning to mush the longer she is in this condition. I forgot the Beta had been sitting there watching the whole time. “Why don’t we go for a walk? Huh?” “No.” I thought I made it clear to him I have no interest in walking with him or leaving Nora’s side. Never again, and not in this condition. My mate is like a sitting duck, vulnerable, and breakable, waiting for the slaughter. A deep unsettling feeling

NORA POV“Are you excited?” Xander whispers, his nose running along my neck, and I have to bite back the moan as sparks race along my sensitive skin. Five days have passed since waking, and I have finally gotten the okay to leave this damn hospital.His lips nibbling on my ear, a breathless giggle bubbling through my throat. “Xander,” I try stopping the moan, but it’s too late. Goddess, I don’t know if it’s the bond, or the pregnancy, but every touch turns my body to fire.“Wildflower,” he murmurs, distracted by my collarbone, his teeth nicking me. His fingers tugging at my waistband, pulling me closer, until I am pressed completely against him.Before my argument can become coherent to my fuzzy brain, his lips tangle with mine, his tongue dipping inside. My palms feeling the planes of his chest. Maybe that coma did exactly as Camilla said it would, because physically…I feel fine.Breaking his mind numbing kisses for oxygen. “I think the whole point of today is to actually leave the h

THEO POV Relief washes over me like a rainstorm as we cross through Silver Run’s gates. Home. We are home, and I can breathe easy. Thank the Goddess, Andrew and I haven’t marked each other yet. I didn’t need him knowing the anxiety coursing through me, surrounded by strangers. The time in those cells affecting me more than I want to admit. The tingles begin on my knuckles as Drew’s fingers through mine. “You okay, Pickle?” “Yeah, just happy to be home.” The words are lies I hide with a smile. “Me too,” he says. So much lust surrounds him, his aura is red with desire. At what awaits us, I doubt that either of us will make it to nightfall without wearing a mark. “Are we going to make it past the door?” I chuckle. The tension in the air has been palpable since the plane. If it wasn’t filled with humans, I swear he would have dragged me into the bathroom to mark me then and there. “Barely,” He returns, as he turns onto our street. “I almost lost you, Theo. Now that I know definitivel