Seth groaned and blinked his eyes, as they struggled to focus. He could see Nadine’s face leaning over him. He tried to lift his head and gasped as shooting pains jolted through his body.
“I’m trying to heal you as fast as I can.” Conan spoke gently, and Seth felt reassured that he wouldn’t feel this way for long.
A light pressure told him that Nadine had taken his hand in her own.
“I thought you were going to die.” She whispered, her golden eyes filling with tears.
Seth coughed, and set off a fire in his chest and back.
“You can’t get rid of me that easily.” He grinned, and lay back on the pillows.
Nadine sighed, this wolf was going to turn her grey, she knew it.
Turning his head to face his mate, he looked at her. Taking in every curve, every beauty mark. Her hair was tied
