Connor paced the waiting room floor like a trapped wolf. Eyes shining yellow, and chewing fervently on his nails, he indeed was a mess.
It had been nearly an hour since they wheeled Jensen into surgery, and by now the whole pack had been notified of what had happened to Connor’s new mate.
“Calm down, Con,” Owen put a hand on his shoulder, urging him to take a seat.
All of his family, as well as Jensen’s, beside her mother and biological father and brothers, were there with him, trying to keep him calm.
“This is my fault, Owen,” he growled, turning to face his cousin, and best friend. ”If I hadn’t been in such a hurry, if I could have just kept my damn hands to myself…”
“Oh, Connor,” Arda, the Luna came to him and hugged him. “We have all been there with our mates,” she pulled back and
