"Lee-Lee, I feel awful. My throat hurts. Can you feed me some water?" Breanne murmured softly.
I frowned at once. She was a Beta female and should be stronger than she was most of the time, but this was more emotional than physical.
I picked up a glass of warm water and gently spoon-fed it to her, one mouthful at a time.
Breanne, despite being half asleep, refused to let go of my hand. Whenever I tried to get up to leave, she would say that she needed me, and I would get sucked right back in again.
Seeing her in pain hurt me.
Her weakness always stirred a deep desire in me to protect her, to hold her carefully, and to cherish her. I often thought we would be mates growing up; she was always so incredibly perfect for me.
Even though we didn’t end up as mates, I would keep my promis
