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“Do you think she was left here on purpose?” Silas asked.
“Does it matter?”
Her wolf whimpered, and the pained sound was urgent and . . . needy.
The perfume of her scent increased and thickened. The sweet, untamed musk of honey, wild berries, and crisp apples flooded my nostrils. Arousal directed my blood south, and my cock hardened.
“Fuck,” Silas muttered. “She’s in heat.”
Our eyes met, the bond flaring with determination.
“We take her back,” I stated.
With an almost imperceptible nod, Silas stood. Spine erect, stance wide and dominant, he took up a defensive position as I scooped up the much-too-light wolf and cradled her to my chest. Ignoring the chill of her frozen fur, the wind against my skin, and the snow beneath my bare feet, I moved toward the pack’s medical facilities with Silas guarding my every step.
Theron and Gentry would be looking for us, the ebb of emotions unusual enough to cause concern. The Omega remained still—only the shallow dip and expansion of her chest kept my wolf from completely losing his shit.
Still, he rode the edge of my skin, trying to reach for his mate and comfort her wolf.
Silas’s wolf flashed through his eyes, and his muscles bunched with resistance. His wolf was riding him just as hard as mine, driven by the unconscious Omega in my arms.
An unspoken question hovered between us—what would happen when she woke?
We had an unexplained Omega within our borders—yet another person to hide when the Council visited the pack.
What would we do when we found out where she came from?
Worry built in my chest like a lead weight at the horror of the reality facing my immobile mate. It was the only thing I’d ever wanted but which had always seemed out of reach. Our true mate.
But what would her presence cost our pack?
Whatever the price, I would gladly pay it. That desire for her—for this female I didn’t know—frightened me more than any consequence of this moment.
My wolf growled, possessive and defensive of his mate’s vulnerable state.
The medical building came into view. Silas placed a hand on my shoulder and squeezed.
His message was clear. The Omega was ours, and we would do whatever it took to keep her.
But first, we had to make sure she survived the night.
Chapter 3
Silas
“Either stop with the growling or take your territorial ass outside of my examination room,” Korren, our head Healer, snapped.
Bowen scowled but quieted, his rumbling growls changing from a chest-vibrating rattle to a more subtle pitch in his throat.
“I’m not territorial,” he stated.
Korren snorted but didn’t bother responding, focusing on the little wolf on his examination table instead.
When we reached the medical building, Korren and his staff moved quickly and efficiently. The shock of the Omega’s presence only gave him a moment’s pause before he began shouting orders, including a command to contact Alpha Wynn.
Bowen and I explained to Korren how and where we found her. Everything was going smoothly until one of his medics—an unmated male—tried to take a blood sample.
Then, all hell broke loose.
