Jace, Saphira and Kenry burst into my room.
Concern is written all over their faces. “Zane! What is going on? The whole packhouse is awake to your roar,” exclaims my Beta.
When they follow my angry gaze, they see my assailant lying on the ground in a corner. She rolled naked into a ball, a bunch of misery. Saphira rushes over to her and pulls her up by the shoulder.
Jasmine!
In my fatigue, I missed her scent in my bedroom. My whole mind was focused on Mercedes, which has reduced my alertness. This almost cost me my life, if Jasmina had managed to mark me, my life would be over. I would be obliged to accept her as my Luna or kill her. But the latter would have consequences for my sanity, only my pack would be able to pull me through the dark tunnel that the broken mate bond would creat
