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Chapter 12

Meira

I’ve never felt this level of intensity, and pain, and longing all at once. My body shudders, and the only relief comes from pressing as close as possible to Dušan. I can’t even begin to make sense of how my wolf side works, but it’s clear that I have zero control.

“You’ll be okay,” he reassures me as I loop my arms around his neck.

I breathe in his scent, and with each inhale, the aches dissolve. His presence is like oxygen to me. I take everything I need and he gives it to me, knowing exactly what will help.

Lifting my head, I stare into the bluest of eyes, brighter than the sky above us. His pitch-black hair flutters over his shoulders, and now I remember why I fell so easily for this Alpha. He’s captivating and makes me forget that I am broken beyond repair. I mated with three Alphas who are my fated mates, who make me cry with desperation to be with them, and yet I’ve still failed them.

“You shouldn’t have bothered,” I whisper, my throat tightening.

“I had no choice, Meira. I need you like the air I breathe, and I would have gone insane if I never found you again. You know what I’m talking about, so how can you say that?”

A pulse dances in my neck, and I hate that my eyes prick. One moment, I finally escaped from Bardhyl. Next moment, I’m in Dušan’s arms and drowning under his attention.

“I’m not enough for you, Dušan. Can’t you see? Three Alphas marked me, but I’m still not good enough. It still wasn’t enough for my wolf to come out.” My voice trembles at how I don’t feel complete. This is why it’s easier to live alone. No one judges me, or reminds me of everything I’m not. “I want so much to hear you tell me you need me, that our life will be perfect, but I can’t even promise you I’ll be here tomorrow.”

“Hush, don’t say that shit,” he coos. “Everything is fixable.”

“You’re not listening.” I push my hands against his chest and wriggle out of his grasp. My feet are unstable at first, but I manage to stand on my own. “It kills me to leave you. My wolf is a stubborn bitch. She won’t come out, yet she makes me suffer, longing for you, insisting I need to be with you. But then what?”

He reaches an arm out to me as he stands, looming over me. But I push his hand away.

“How’s it going to work, Dušan?” I grip my hips. “We pretend all is good, then one night when we all sleep happily my wolf decides to tear out of me, killing me, and then slaughtering my Alphas? And if not that, wolves will start a war when they find out I’m immune to the undead and see me as some kind of cure.” I wipe away the tears leaking out of the corner of my eyes. “Why do you want to live with a ticking time bomb?”

He snatches my arm and forces me against him. I stumble forward, our bodies colliding. “If I’m going to die, I couldn’t think of a better way than at your wolf’s teeth.”

I frown at him. “Don’t mock me.”

His hand around my back strengthens. “I mean every word, Meira. But that’s not going to happen. We need to keep trying to help you. Now that we know why you’re sick, it might be the key to unlocking this situation with your wolf.”

Bardhyl’s words about the blood test come to mind. “What did my bloodwork show?”

But instead of responding, he twists his head to look over his shoulder as Lucien and Bardhyl stroll toward us. I push myself out of Dušan’s arms, torn in too many directions, my emotions a tangled mess.

Stay.

Buy myself time.

Escape from these three is impossible. So that option is gone.

What I need is to understand what Dušan discovered in my blood. Maybe there is a chance to make this work and heal me by some miracle.

The air suddenly grows thick as Dušan turns to Bardhyl with a sense of hostility I don’t expect.

“With me!” Dušan barks at Bardhyl, who glances my way and winks before walking off with his Alpha.

“What’s going on?” I mutter toward Lucien, who doesn’t pay them attention but only has eyes for me.

“Are you hurt?” he asks.

I shake my head. “Tell me what’s going on with them.” I don’t mean to snap, but I don’t want Bardhyl hurt because of what we did last night. What happened was mutual on both sides. And if he’s one of my fated mates, then Dušan and Lucien need to accept that.

“Dušan is Bardhyl’s True Alpha, and that means answering to him.”

I jerk my head up. “Answering to him about being with me last night?”

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