Stone-Hearted Alpha: A Wolf Shifter Romance (Cold-Blooded Alpha Book 3) by Eve Bale

Author:Eve Bale [Bale, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-09-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Pain rips me from the black nothing.

It’s impossible to know how much time passes because all I’m conscious of is pain.

But at least I’m not alone.

As I drift in and out of an ocean of pain, Jeremy is always there, holding my hand, curving his body around mine, telling me to hold on, that it won’t hurt for much longer.

And even though I know painkillers and drugs don’t work on us shifters, it doesn’t stop me from begging for them anyway.

Whatever Jeremy says is swept away before I can grab onto it like a lifeline, but it doesn’t matter. All that matters is he’s holding me, pressing his lips against my brow, and there’s a burning intensity in his eyes that tells me he’d kill the world if it would stop me from hurting.

I sink back into blackness. Away from the pain, which I’m relieved about, and away from Jeremy, which I’m strangely reluctant to.

When I blink my eyes open, the sunlight streaming in through the open balcony windows tells me it’s a new day.

The air smells fresh and clean, and when I glance down at my body, I’m covered in a thin white sheet. I don’t feel I’m wearing anything else, not even my panties.

For once, my hair isn’t trying to strangle me, or get in my eyes, or making me sweat because there’s so much of it. When I touch my hair, I find it neatly braided, which makes me frown in confusion since I know I didn’t do it.

Did Jeremy have someone else up here? Because I’m struggling to picture him braiding my hair. At all.

And someone must have undressed me and cleaned the blood from my body before slipping me into cool, fresh sheets.

Not someone, I tell myself, as I take in the figure slumped in a chair beside my bed.

Jeremy Stone. AKA alpha dick.

Except, he’s not. At least not now.

I wonder how long that’ll last.

I stare into his face. Well, as much of it as I can see, given he’s sleeping with his jean-clad legs wide apart, arms crossed, and his head dipping forward so his chin is pressing against his chest.

Then I turn away and try to sit up.

Although most of my pain has subsided, there’s still a sharpness where the shifter stabbed me the second time. When I lower the sheets and reach a finger to touch the still healing wound, I wince.

“I think he hit your kidney.”

At Jeremy’s voice, still husky from sleep, I lift my head from the wound under my left rib and turn to meet Jeremy’s gaze.

His expression is blank. Like, completely neutral, no hint of a smile, or a snarl or… anything.

It’s smooth as stone, and that’s when I know how close I came to dying.

“Jeremy?” I whisper.

He lowers his gaze to the wound. “You were in so much pain and there was nothing I could do. No drug I could give you. No way to stop it.”

When he falls silent, I take in his face and know he didn’t sleep.

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