Fresh Air

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POV: Elena Beep. Beep. Beep. We got her back. Start twenty ccs of fluids, I heard the doctor say. She was tapping my face. "Elena — Elena, stay with me," she said, flashing a light in my eye. It was some time later, and I was alone in my hospital room. I must have blacked out. I fought to open my eyes and found myself back in the hospital. After my conversation with the Moon Goddess, I felt steadier — better equipped to carry the pain of Marcus's rejection. I knew he had rejected me as his moon-blessed mate, but I was still in love with him. I could feel a strong pull urging me toward him. He needed me. But then his wolf called out to mine. The pull was stronger now, and I could not resist. Mate. We need our mate. We need to get to mate now. Snow was jumping around in my head. I und

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