Chance’s POV
The haze that had taken over me left just as quickly as it had come, and it left me standing in the broken-down doorway to Raven’s grandmother’s bedroom, breathing heavily, as Chase stood directly beside me, coming out of his own haze. Both of us just stood there staring into the bedroom at our mate peacefully resting on the bed, both too scared to step over the threshold, worried that we would stir her heat back to life.
“What the hell just happened? No she wolf’s heat has ever been recorded to be that intense, nor had it come before she is of age.” Chase says to me, as he catches his breath, but I can see that her heat had affected him the most out of all of us, as he was the first to her side.
I wanted to ask him why exactly he was here, but right now, probably wasn’t
