Dargan’s POV
I rushed to Gaia’s side, gently pressing my hand to her stomach. She was burning up, her heat hitting her at full force. Usually, it would come on gradually, but it seemed that her damaged mate bond had somehow forced her heat. Hell, just the gentle touch of my hand on her skin had her crying out in relief. Her hand clutched at my arm, holding on to me as if I was a lifeline.
Just because I was a male…
Had anything about this been normal, she would have resented my touch. Her wolf would have sought comfort from her mate and would have only accepted him. But her mate had abandoned her and left her behind. He’d betrayed their bond, forsaken her, and taken another to his bed. I could only guess how pissed off that would have made her wolf. Definitely enough to resent him, but-
