Blaze POV
I heard a soft twanging noise, my head whipping around as I heard Jordan’s scream of anguish, to see a large arrow protruding from her back. “Jordan” I yelled, bending over and picking her up, kicking the pack house door open, and running inside. I laid her on her side on the couch and looked her in the eyes. I wrestled with my conscience. She needed me, but so did my pack. I was torn between the two, knowing my responsibility as an Alpha and my responsibility to her as her mate.
“Honey this is going to hurt, but if I don’t do it, you won’t heal. I need to go help the others, but I won’t do that until I know you are okay” I promised her, feeling grim at what I had to do to help her.
She gritted her teeth, tears in her eyes. God, I knew this had to be Stefanie’s doing. Patrol
