Gavin wasn’t dead?
A dead man came back to life?
A werewolf’s healing ability ranked at the very top, sure, but we still couldn’t escape birth, aging, sickness, and death. That was the one thing neither technology nor medicine could cheat.
I remembered it with sickening clarity—the way I tore Gavin apart, the feel of his blood still impossible to forget.
“I won’t force you,” Adrian said, his expression solemn. “But if anything happens, anything, you could come to me. I promised, in the name of Alpha Adrian.”
I nodded numbly. My lips parted, but no words came out.
“All right. Don’t think about it,” he said softly. “I didn’t want you to feel this awful.”
I didn’t know why, but ever since he dragged me back from the edge… he seemed to—
Be gentler. A lot gentler.
“Julie, did you fa
