My own mate bit to kill me.
Unable to stop myself, I shifted into my human form and grasped my bleeding abdomen. Blood poured out of my stomach, the muscle torn in three different places. I winced and scrambled back, pain shooting through me and my wolf.
“Bria,” I whispered, wanting her to gain back control.
She could do it. She could escape whatever type of spell that Thiago had placed over her. This wasn’t the real her, and it surely wasn’t her wolf. If her wolf recognized me, she wouldn’t be reacting this way. We were mates, forged by the Moon Goddess.
“Bria, answer me,” I whispered through the link, wanting her to acknowledge me. “Mate.”
“Bria, answer me,” “Mate.”Instead of answering me or even looking me in the eyes, she backed up a couple of inches. Fear flashed through her eyes
