[~♦DAMIAN♦~]
There’s an erring sense of silence in the room as we watch our pack’s doctor fuddle over our mate, and it’s hovering around my brothers and I like a darkly, daunting cloud on a stormy weather.
We’re all trying to keep our cool so the theta can do his work properly but we’re also one second away from jumping at him at the slightest negative change at the hands of our mate.
“How is she?” Raegan asks the question we all thought to voice. His right leg is bouncing in a steady but agitated rhythm and his thick, muscular arms are folded on his chest.
On his words, our mate stirs in her sleep, a muffled sound leaving her mouth, a small frown contours her face before it lets up and disappears. She doesn’t seem to be in any more pain but her silky alabaster skin is now a ghostly pa
