ALARIC POV
In my stupid, romantic, completely delusional mind she would have woken up, blinked a couple of times, looked at me and just… whispered mate.
Like something cosmic would snap into place and everything would rearrange itself into something that would feel like forever.
She didn’t.
She woke up confused, pale, furious — and tried to escape while I was sleeping on her legs.
And for a split second, before relief even had time to settle, that cracked something inside me.
Of course she tried to leave. Why wouldn’t she? Last thing she remembers is silver in her back and her children behind her.
I hadn’t even thought about the fact that her wolf would be buried under sedation and trauma. I hadn’t thought that maybe Kara was too exhausted to surface. Drake refused to think about an
