Chapter 145

Audrey

"Tell me again."

Edwin's warm thumb traced circles on the back of my hand, those gray eyes never leaving mine. We hadn't let go of each other once since it had all happened-much to the chagrin of the EMTs, who were cramped in the ambulance with us.

Throughout the entire ambulance ride and multiple tests and scans for broken bones or a concussion, he had never left my side. And I was glad for that, because something told me that if he left my sight or I left his for even a moment, we would both go mad.

I had told Edwin my recollection of the events several times now, but he kept asking to hear it. At first, I thought that maybe he was just trying to piece together what had happened. But now I realized that he just wanted to hear my voice.

Because he had come so close to never hearing it again.

The hospital room was quiet except for the steady beep of the heart monitor and the mu**ed sounds of the hallway beyond. The antiseptic smell was making my head spin, or maybe that was just the lingering effects of being legally dead for three

minutes.

Dead. I had been dead, they told me, in every sense of the word. My heart had stopped there on that shore, my lungs unresponsive to the CPR that the EMTs had given me.

Until Edwin had shoved them aside and pressed his lips to mine. It was then that his scent, the string tying our soul together, had found me in death. And I had followed it back to the world of the living. I took a deep breath through aching lungs, trying to organize my sc****

Edwin leaned closer, his eyes intent on mine. The golden flecks that hadn't left his irises all night seemed to glow a little brighter.

"And what did it say?"

eyes, trying to recall. The memory was hazy, like trying to remember a dream. "It said that I

gaze. "Is it my wolf?" I asked softly. "Is that

presence since I had awoken on that shore. It was... comforting. But also jarring. Familiar

my mind.

My

bit, because Edwin squeezed my

used to it he said

bit stiffly-both from

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a wolf?" Edwin was quiet for a moment,

ear. His touch sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt my wolf stir in response. "Mate," she purred. She must have said it a thousand times by

been sleeping for so long when any regular werewolf would have known

to say, you're one lucky girl. For your wolf to suddenly emerge before any

against the inner walls of my skull. "I had been waking for some time, but when you were in danger. I had to protect you. Protect us." The doctor checked me over one last time, finding no injuries. Edwin still didn't let go of my hand once. When she was finished, she pulled her stethoscope out of her ears and took a step back. "I'll get your discharge papers ready. You're free to go home whenever you're ready. But I'd advise taking it easy for the next few

to Edwin. I was still wearing my dress, which was still a damp and cold against my skin. The beading had been ruined, but I hardly cared about that right now. Edwin was still soaked, too; his

as we waited for the

told me she might try to-" Edwin's face darkened at the mention of her, his

lips: mate. Just hearing him

prepared to leave, I wracked my brain, trying to remember what happened on that balcony. An image of Fiona's

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