Page 54 of Moonlight & Mayhem

Moon closed her eyes. “No.”

He smiled. “Yep, looks that way. I’m a black wolf,” he pointed out.

“There are lots of black wolves in the world,” she countered.

“I’m your mate,” he said.

“It does not say mate when she finds her mate,” she pointed out.

Mayhem pointed at the word bonded. “Pretty damn close.”

Moon glared at him. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“Immensely,” he said.

Then the clinic door opened, and Christmas stood there. Moon nearly screamed, “What are you doing?”

Chris froze, and behind her, Chrome looked entirely too amused. “She insisted,” he said.

“I told you not to move,” Moon reminded.

“I feel fine,” Chris insisted.

“You died twenty minutes ago!” Moon said.

“Technically, I got better,” Chris countered.

Mayhem laughed, and Moon pointed at the bed. “Sit.”

Chris sighed. “Moon⁠—”

“NOW.” Christmas sat as Chrome leaned against the doorframe. Moon looked at him. “Why did you let her walk down here?”

Chrome lifted both hands. “Have you met her? I don’t let her do anything—she just does it.”

Chris looked at Mayhem. “How bad is he?”

“Doctor hasn’t killed me yet,” Mayhem said.

“Give me time,” Moon muttered.

Chris’s gaze dropped to the journal. “What did you find?” Moon hesitated, and then she looked at her VP—at the woman she had just watched die, and the woman she had brought back to life. For the first time, Moon didn’t want to hide what she knew.

“My visions can change,” she said.

Chris frowned. “What does that mean?”

“They aren’t predictions.” Moon looked at Mayhem and smiled. “They’re possibilities.”

Christmas absorbed that. “So when you saw me die⁠—”

“I saw what would happen if we didn’t intervene,” Moon finished for her.

Chris slowly nodded. “That’s good.”

Moon blinked over at her. “How is that good?” she asked.

“Means I’m not doomed,” Chris said.