Chapter 55

Marianne. What was this excruciating feeling in my heart? Is this what my parents felt for each other too in their vulnerable times? I could almost have a migraine as these questions raided my mind while staring at my mate. We were in the small dusty old bedroom, his head resting on my thighs while his body shook like a gentle tremor. Tears freely streamed out of my eyes like a gentle river. Cole might be all things but he was never sick. I was certain it wasn’t poison as well, he was fine when we left the Pack, it’s been several hours since we even left the place so it wasn’t possible his body was just succumbing to a poison attack. Then what exactly was wrong with him? “Cole…” I tapped his cheeks softly with trembling hands hoping he would at least open his eyes but it was a futile effort. His fever was over the bar, his brows arched in distress. His claws were out as well and the same but what I found puzzling the most were his veins. They were a deep shade of black and were much