Declan’s POV
I yanked the IV out of my arm, ignoring the pain and disconnected all the leads attached to my body. Twenty-four hours ago, my life was perfect. I had my amazing mate by my side, and I was about to become an Alpha. Now I was sitting in a hospital room recovering from being shot and poisoned with silver and wolfsbane while my mate had been taken god knows where by a crazy bloodsucker who wanted her for his bride. Nope, that was not happening.
The healing thing had come out of left field. When I told Emerson that I loved her, I thought it would be the last time that I was able to say those words to her. I thought that I was a goner. A bullet on its own would not be a problem, but when you added wolfsbane into the system and the silver coating on the bullet, I should have been
