Chapter 151

JAMES

“SONOFABITCH!!!”

Aaron is convulsing.

His arms and legs are flailing and for a 6’4″ beast of man, he can do a lot of damage. Our men can handle it.

His wife…

Gods.

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Leah’s eyes are open and unseeing. Aaron has her hand clasped in his and I wonder if they walk the same space or if that peace beyond life is as simple as one breath to the next.

Nothing to mourn or hope for.

Just silence and darkness.

One thing’s for sure… if he follows her, it’ll cause chaos.

“Get your ass back here, bro,” I growl, and because I’m so pi ssed that he could be so f**king reckless, I slap his face to try and anger him back to his senses.

It do

Our men are anxious and gaping at me. They’ve never lost an Alpha. Not in battle and not even in succession. Aaron’s grandfather transferred the role to him at an early age. Pack Rathborn has been beneath Aaron’s control for two decades.

There are police sirens outside and that’s going to be a mess to deal with.

“Get them up and out the back.”

There are boats outside and while that might cause a whole shitstorm of trouble-the whole evading police and fleeing a crime scene variety of charges-we can’t stick around and wait for my Alpha to do…whatever it is he’s trying to do.

I think back long and hard on every text of our Archives I’ve

ever read.

Wolves have been transitioned. Wolves have been ‘saved’ by a mating bond.

But no wolf in existence has been mated to a dead human

and survived it.

very act that Aaron has committed

worry at the consequences.

are ready.” One of the men pulls a tab off one

it lights

out,” I order. Then

the

the back

this building and

A

A

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6 Months later

carries the scent

doesn’t

had barely begun.

music in the background. Classical music, Für

Beethoven.

sit up

an odd discomfort that doesn’t hurt,

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My head is heavy and my balance is

I stand I almost fall back

get moving, one foot

open, letting in the cold-and snow. The flakes scatter on the carpet before

the contrast of cold and warm

doors and step out. The sun is shining

snow b low. His

I’d know those strong shoulders

“It’s about

stalks toward me.

draped in some full length nightgown

touches my face and

is as brief as one of those

melting into the

past me

“A-aron?”

to

door of his bedroom. I’m in his house.

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