Gavin POV
I had to get the stench of their mixed scent out of my nose. Every time I smelled it, since the very first time, it filled me with an inexplicable fury. It took a lot to contain it, let alone the fury Eon felt when he smelt it.
‘The bloodbag knew better, but he chose to do it anyway.’
Eon’s words made my eyes narrow. We could have removed the venom differently if Erik had been forthcoming that he’d found blood he craved. My mate’s blood. My fists clenched as I fought off the anger that brewed at the thought.
I had hoped Trisha’s touch would calm me. But when the simple gesture of holding her hand almost sent her into a panic attack…those hopes shattered.
‘She’s hurting. She just needs time.’
But so are we. We almost lost her. I just want to show her I love her…
‘Yes
