Page 117 of The Wolf King's Mate

Pride.

Confidence.

I wasn’t sure whether it was mine or my wolf’s, but one thing was clear.

I’d done the right thing.

The connection between me and the girl snapped suddenly, and everything went dark.

twenty

ENZO

My mate wasin a hospital bed.

The girl beside her was curled up in a ball next to her.

In her new wolf form.

She was a tiny, dark blonde wolf. Much smaller than Aspen’s.

The scent they shared was so thick, so powerful, that no one had dared separate them.

Both were connected to bags of IV fluids. Medicine. Who knew what else.

I couldn’t stop pacing.

“Tell me again,” I growled at James, my enforcer. He was slumped over in a chair, exhausted but unsurprised by the order.

We were both covered in dried blood.

Someone had handed us clean clothes, and I’d only bothered with the shorts.

“Aspen said she was going to try to change the girl. That if she succeeded, the girl would become a werewolf. She told me to tell you to protect Noah if she didn’t make it. Then she bit the girl, and she passed out.”

That had gone down nearly twenty-four hours ago.

I hadn’t known she was at the hospital until multiple hours after it had happened. I’d still been in the forest, hunting down rogues.

While my mate was in the hospital, suffering.

Possibly dying.

If James wasn’t the last one to talk to her, I would’ve already ripped his throat out. This wasn’t a broken leg—it was her fuckinglife.

Clay strode into the room and handed me a bag of takeout food. “Eat this.”

“Who the hell is Noah?” I growled.

“We’ve got two of them in the pack, but they’re both fine,” Clay said, for at least the third time.

Fletcher was in a chair next to his sister, his eyes dark and his hair mussed.

He’d been informed of her condition before I was. He was the one who told me.

Fletcher refused to say a word about whatever he knew as far as his sister’s ability to turn humans into wolves. He hadn’t been surprised that she did it, though. Not when James told her about the nineteen-year-old woman bleeding out on her lap.

My rage flared.

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