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Helplessness sinks into my gut like a stone.
“I’m not a fucking healer,” I bellow. “Where the fuck is the healer?”
Something hot burns the backs of my eyes, stunning me briefly. They might be tears. I can’t let them fall, but the fact that I can feel enough sorrow for them to form is amazing and terrible all at once.
I really do love my mate. She has to be okay. Where the fuck is the healer?
“Calm down. Ellie is getting her. She will be here soon.” Alex hefts Jara up a bit, and her breaths sound less labored.
“Don’t move.” I grip the wood from the stair and snap it off the base.
Jara’s whimper of pain breaks my chest apart, and my pain is visceral as I help Alex pull her out of the hole.
I don’t dare remove the wood from her still bleeding wound.
My wolf howls and snarls at me in my head as I take my mate and cradle her in my arms, then jump over the missing step.
I pull her to my chest carefully, so I don’t shift the wood, but luckily her breathing has already evened out some.
“Go track down the fucking healer.” I rage at Alex.
He holds his hands up in surrender as he backs away. “Yes, alpha. I’ll get her. Jara is going to be okay.”
“She better fucking be.”
There is no longer a me without the woman in my arms. The pack could burn, and I wouldn’t care as long as this precious woman was in my arms.
It scares the hell out of me, but I can’t even fathom a life without her.
How did I ever think I could survive without her? I was so fucking stupid.
Jara whimpers as I lay her flat on the bed and curl myself around her. She will be okay; I’ll make fucking sure of it.
The gods better help who crossed me because the world will be painted in their blood, and I will do it with a smile on my face and vengeance in my heart for my mate.
The little dark-haired Ellie bursts into the room with Mary hot on her heals.
“Jara,” Ellie whispers, placing a hand to her lips.
“Get out, Ellie,” I rumble. “Jara wouldn’t want you to see her like this.”
“I saw her after that skank beat the hell out of her and they left her caked in blood for a week, alpha. That was worse.”
The fact that she’s even able to argue with me is a testament to how strong she will be, but I’m not having it.
“Get out, Ellie!”
Jara gasps next to me and curls into my side. Fuck. I scared her. Even unconscious, I fucking scared her.
Alex appears in the doorway behind Ellie and nudges her out the door. “Out, Ellie. You can bug Jara once she’s healed.”
Ellie sticks her tongue out at Alex but thankfully does what he says.
“I want you to check that step. Find out how the damn thing broke and impaled my mate.”
Mary steps forward. “I need you to move, alpha.”
“No,” I snarl.
