The last thing I remember is Thorin looking down at me, begging me to stay with him.
Why can’t I open my eyes?
The darkness seeps back in, and everything is quiet again.
The next time the darkness recedes, sounds are clearer. No longer muted.
Focusing on the sounds.
The thump, thump, catches my attention. A rhythmic sound.
Heartbeats.
I can hear multiple heartbeats, but how is that possible?
Then the smells in the room hit my senses.
Leather, beer, and something floral.Skyla.
Then him—the scent of blood and earth.
Cataloguing my body, moving from head to foot, I notice that I have no pain or aches. I feel good, damned good. No pain when I got cut at the club, no poison surging through my body.
Moving down, I gasp inwardly.
My heart is still, quiet. No longer beating.
Oh, Thorin.
The reason for what has happened hits me. He turned me.Oh, my love.If my heart was still alive and beating, it would skip for him.
I know how he feels about turning people without their consent.
I feel someone shift next to me, and the bed I am lying in dips close to my head.
I can feel him.
The anger, the regret but also sorrow.
He completed the bond; he claimed me. No doubt to save me.
My Ol’ Man.
My alpha.
My Thorin.
“Come to me, baby,” I hear him say.
A sliver of desire rolls through my new body. Hungry and ready to claim my mate as mine.
My eyes flicker open.
The first thing I see is Thorin, looking over me like a predator. The smile he gives me is one I will fall in love with every day of my life.
“Fuck, baby, you are a sight for sore eyes.”
“You missed me, huh?”
