The Healer He Rejected: A White Wolf Reborn

gave so much energy that I lost the ability to shift into my wolf form. I thought

looked right

pack well as a serv

d. To protect Charly from a harmless spider, he shoved me into a purification pool lac

ith Wolfsbane. He didn't check the food. He simply grabbed my jaw and fo

make you a slave," he threate

fice meant nothing to him. He

xt: "I accept your rej

disap

n healer, but as a legendary White Wolf, with the m

of the airport, tears streaming down his

t him with glow

myself," I said softly. "And I bu

pte

nda

but it couldn't drown out the nervous thrumming of my own heart. Tonight was the Full M

xhaustion. For six months, I had poured every ounce of my spiritual energy into Coleton's broken spine. I had sat by his bedside while the silver

was w

ark hair was perfectly styled, and his tuxedo fit him like a second skin. He was laughing a

igue, stirred feebly in my chest. Ma

ealed, he would acknowledge what we were. He would announce to the pack

ng a glass of champagne. He gave me a sympathetic smile. "You pull

I whispered, my ey

. "It was sorcery. But effective. Perhaps the A

om fell instantly silent. This was the power of an A

iver down my spine, a mix of fear and adoration. "Six months ago,

He waited for

ine," he continued, puffing out his chest. "And

stutter

a flicker of warmth, the golden flash of his wolf recognizing mine. But

da," h

light, my breath

he said, his tone flat. "As a s

air like a guillotine blade.

a se

she was...

n Omega. She can't even shift. Ho

m that I couldn't shift because I gave m

the top of the grand staircase swung ope

descended

curve-a gown that looked suspiciously like the ceremonial dress of a Luna. Charly was a high-ranking B

he was

his champagne flute. His Inner Wolf was fighting him-I could feel the waves of rejecti

om of the stairs. She ignored me completely, walking

Coleton

he whispered, placin

ned silence. This was the

back, her heels clicking on the marble

she shrieked, po

she flailed her arms, "losi

of catching her, he shoved the person standing cl

erson

ared, using h

o obey against their will. My knees locked, and his hand s

w bac

la

pool, treated with trace amounts of liquid silver to cleanse ritual objects. For

ed as the water

er reacted with my wolf blood, sizzling against my flesh. I thrashed

t from the dry safety of th

und Charly, his face buried in her neck, inhaling her scent-a sce

oleton asked her,

and blistering. My grey dress clung to me, heavy and b

.." I c

gling to climb out, looking like a drowned rat

t out of sight, Arminda.

othing compared to the so

mi

ormer Luna and Coleton's mother. She was watchi

have a check prepared for you. It is time you mov

as leading Charly to the dance floor, his

imper and curled into a ball deep

y air, dragging my burning bod