***Gage POV***
Ember didn’t eat much; I knew it was from her nerves. I probably wouldn’t have been able to eat either, but it bothered me anyways. Ember stood shakily from the table, giving me a forced smile, “Can we go upstairs?” I nodded, trying to pick her up and carry her, but she refused saying she was fine to walk herself. My wolf paced in the back of my mind, worried this had all been too much for our mate. She looked tired and weak. I walked behind her as she slowly made her way to the stairs; she seemed to get shakier with every step. She stood at the bottom of the stairs holding the handrail as she gazed up them, I could feel her exhaustion through our bond, making my heart drop. This was too much stress for her. She shouldn’t have shifted; it took to much out of her. I could fe
