The Sleeping Silver Wolf

At the altar on Blood Oath Day, I took the silver bullet meant for the entire Silvermoon Pack. In the searing pain of torn flesh and burning bone, I reached through the mate bond for my Alpha—Roman Kane. What I found… was him entangled with another Beta woman. The silver poison drilled straight into my marrow. My wolf, Vesper, let out a final, broken whimper inside my mind—then fell into a deathlike sleep. When Roman arrived, there wasn’t even a trace of guilt in his eyes. He only glanced at my charred shoulder with disgust and said: a Healer who can’t even save herself is worthless. I clenched my bloodied hand and asked him—so was my life something he wanted to discard as well? He turned away, looking at me like a broken tool. Much later, on a snowy night, he knelt before me begging me to come back—only to realize that behind me stood another wolf. Its eyes were burning red.

Oleh Stormborne Princess