Broken

Jaxon Fury boiled from deep within my soul as I watched Adeline’s eyes roll to the back of her head. Damn it, I couldn’t keep her safe. First, my father – now, my mate suffering at the ruthless hands of these disgusting rogues. I was ready to go into that forest and burn it down until I found every rogue alive, I was sure that I would savage any other packs that crossed my path in the process. I couldn’t take the aching pain that was slowly eating away at my soul when the doctor told me there was nothing more he could do. I knew there was only one solution left to keep her alive, the mark of a mate. Pure euphoria cascaded through me as my canines ripped through Adeline’s creamy skin, I had claimed my mate. I took my time to carefully lick the few drops of blood that sat on her fragile neck carefully in hopes that it would heal the mark quicker. Her skin tasted sweet, delighting my senses. My wolf howled in pride at the mark that lay on her neck while I felt a pang of guilt. This was ce