Emily's pov
As soon as the water curled around me, there is an unmistakable burning feeling piercing my skin.
I could cry. I could shout. I could scream.
But that's impossible, because if I do, I'm exposing myself to more of that toxic wolfsbane that's in the water.
So I bit down on my pain, and tried to swim up.
But I'm struggling, because I'm not healing as quickly as other wolves would.
Just as I am thinking about how I should swim up, arms wrap around me and brought me out of the water.
Those sparks, the warmth. I knew it was my mate Bryson.
"Shawn help me get her out!" He roared the second we surfaced out of the water.
He's holding me tightly, but the strain of his hand shook as if he was frightened to even let me go.
I gasp for air, trembling as I looked down at my red skin
