The Lunas Second Chance Mate – Chapter 124

Alyson

I find myself sitting in the hallway between office and bedroom.

In one, my mate suffers with an ill mark on his shoulder and back, and in the other sits an enigma of a wolf. He has kissed me, he has fondled me, and unknown to us both, he has poisoned me while I was newly pregnant. If anything, I should hate the rogue Alpha, but I don’t have it in me to leave him completely.

y stomach as if I have already blossomed outward, waiting for one of my favorite Alpha’s to wake up. If I leave here to be with one, a

”

h. I’m cold, insanely cold, and my senses can only smell the blood of my mate in the room behind me.

ly rub my shoulder and I bow my head in sobbing shame. “What is going on? What happened?”

d me what was wrong with me. Olivera found your little test tube cure,” I mutter.

me you both didn’t st—”

I shake my head, wiping my fresh tears.

He speaks softly, less furious than

by the events that did take place. “No, Olivera took it. The healer said the only way to know a reaction to it would be to administer it, but he couldn’t in good faith give it to the Alpha of our pack incase—” I choke slightly, t

ings. “How is Olivera?”

ne.”

e doesn’t? What if

mendous heart, Alyson, but don’t let it blind you of your truth.”

e done nothing but lie to me and my mate, and you badger me over truth.” I shake my head, folding

a rogue and he has hurt you,” Fritz says.

t had.”

g slow to the world around him.

I run over to the side of our bed where he faces and fall to the flo

eks dry until they are damn near raw. “Ryan, I have to tell you—so much to tell you—I can’t keep it in—I can’t—”

a little bit, mate. Can you draw a bath for me?”

who is still laid out on his little cot after shredding the chair to spare parts when he took his shot. I draw the bath though, forcing myself to focus, and then adding soap so the bubbles of the bath and the steam both rise into the air. Lavender scents swa

bathtub, leaning his head back soothingly. “This is exactly what I needed, mate.”

quickly. “Ryan, we need to talk about something.”

ts his eyes shut, inhaling deeply as he tries to focus through the pain of me wiping his puncture wounds clean. “Yes, darling? What’s wrong? If this about you b

both and I think you should know—”

his voice frantic.

er run into the doorway of the suite,

ke.”