Chapter Forty-Two - Mason

She was beautiful. Her white fur looked thick and flawless, and my wolf wanted to greet her. Feeling her pain as Jacob hauled me back to the pack house was the weakest point in my life. I wanted to save her. Help her aching body as she shifted with Liam for the first time. It wasn’t fair. I should have stayed with her. There was a part of me that wanted her to wait to shift. So I could talk her through it. But it didn’t happen. Now, she was submitting to Jacob because her wolf wanted blood. She heard and obeyed him, meaning she was part of our pack. I had no idea how any of this happened. Everything felt like a whirlwind of madness. Jacob heaved beside me from carrying me home. The silence of the night felt surreal. Everyone stared at her. She was the size of Jacob—an alpha. She was bigger than me. The emasculated part of me didn’t want to admit it, but I knew. I knew my mate was special. I smiled through the pain, breaking the awe-struck moment. Jacob cleared his throat. “I’m