Alpha Dominic’s Pov
Rushing back to the pack’s clinic, my heart raced with a mixture of concern and fury. Concern, because I feared something might be wrong with Freya, and fury, directed inwardly, fueled by the realization that if anything had happened to her, it would be entirely my fault.
I should never have let her go alone, should have insisted on accompanying her, or even restrained her if necessary.
But now, faced with the possibility of her being hurt or worse, I could feel the rage boiling inside me, directed at my own shortcomings and failures as her mate.
I blocked out anyone from mind-linking me. I didn’t want to hear anything. I wanted to see Freya for myself.
Upon entering the clinic, I followed my mate’s distinctive scent which, for some odd reason, had changed. I gritt
