Zeonen groaned and roughly shook his head. His right shoulder and back throbbed with a dull ache, but it wasn't anything serious. As the heat receded from his body, his mind slowly cleared and his heart dropped.
Sh**! He had lost control again!
An image flashed in his mind, of his first meeting with his mate, of the way he roared at her when she refused to be his Empress.
Panic filled Zeonen's heart and he raised his head to look at his mate, hoping and praying he hadn't crossed a line that would shatter the chance he had just been given.
But when his gaze fell on the woman's pale face, bloodless eyes, and falling figure, he roared.
"Yusria!"
Zeonen sprung to his feet and dashed to his mate's side. He gingerly gathered her motionless body in his arms, fierce tremors shaking through h
