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.

The very act that Aaron has committed is an abomination.

at

the men

lights

order. Then I

back of the warehouse and wait for the

the back as they engulf

Liam, this building

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6 Months later

air is cool. It carries the scent of winter.

doesn’t make sense.

had barely

background. Classical music, Für Elise

Beethoven.

up slowly.

body feels awkward. My muscles ache with an odd discomfort that doesn’t hurt, per say, but it’s a clumsiness that

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colt new to walking. My head is heavy

when I stand I almost

I get moving, one foot in front of the

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

bare and the contrast

doors and step out. The sun is shining even

and snow b low. His back is to me.

I’d know those strong shoulders

my presence. “It’s about time

stalks toward me.

really long. I’m draped in some full length

face

is as brief as one of those snowflakes. Kissing

then melting into the air.

me

“A-aron?”

I try to clear my throat.

near the door of his bedroom.

him, but I’m dizzy and have to cling

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