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“You tried.”

“I tried.”

Wilson looks like a broken man.

A devastated man.

And I know how he feels.

“Wilson,” I whisper, and I take his hand. I don’t have romantic feelings for Wilson. He’s like a brother to me. Sharing Sabrina as our mate feels fucking fantastic, but I don’t have any sort of romantic desire for my friend. Still, I’m not about to sit by and let him willow away. I’m not going to let him hurt on his own.

He looks up at me.

“I know how you feel,” I say. “When I was captured by Lucky...”

Sabrina holds her breath.

I know why.

This part of my life is something I so rarely talk about. I almost never reveal the details of what happened to me because it was a horrifying experience. For the first time in my life, I felt weak.

I felt helpless.

I felt broken.

And for the first time in my life, I felt like nothing was going to be okay.

“They gave me medication that made it impossible for me to shift.”

“They did?”

“They did. It was horrible,” I tell him. “And it hurt.”

“That’s how this feels,” he says.

“It’s probably the exact same thing they gave me,” I tell him. “But mine was through an IV: not a dart.”

“You can shift now, though,” Wilson points out, and I detect just the slightest sliver of hope in his voice.

Good.

That’s what my brother needs.

Hope.

He’s been through so much and he needs to remember that not only are we all rooting for him, but that he has so much hope right now.

“I can shift now,” I tell him. “It took awhile, but all of my abilities returned. What they gave you isn’t permanent, brother. It’s going to wear off, and you’re going to be good as new.”

“Promise?” He whispers.

“I promise,” I tell him.

He squeezes my hand and closes his eyes.

“Thank you,” he mouths.

“Of course. And now that all of the sappy stuff is over, I think it’s time to get your mind off everything that happened tonight. What do you think, Sabrina?”

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