The Alpha’s Forced Mate: Enemies to Lovers Shifter Romance by Layla Silver

Author:Layla Silver [Silver, Layla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-12-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14 - Veronica

Thunder. Lightning. Screams.

The repetitive sound, the rushing motion, was all I could feel. While my gut rolled ceaselessly, my head pounded with the promise of a headache bigger than any hangover I’d ever had.

And that was just while I was sleeping.

What was going to happen when I finally woke up?

Loud claps persisted beyond my awareness. Rushing winds swept me from where I lay, transporting me into a horrifying landscape made of ash and soot. Wherever I looked, monsters crawled from the cracks in the ground, unearthed by swirling tornadoes that threatened to steal me away.

No, not me. My soul. They wanted to take me over, to steal what made me distinctly a shifter. My wolf howled at them, committed to defending the very flesh that made her whole.

And it made me whole too. It made me the person who had defended a cocky and reckless alpha who chose to show off his intelligence rather than his emotional vulnerability.

A feverish shiver forced me to open my eyes. I practically lunged from the bed, reaching out to grab what was in front of me. It was a warm body, a comforting hand, and a rock-hard chest that slammed into me.

“You’re alright, Nica,” assured that calm, masculine voice. “I’m right here.”

Patchouli. Pine. A much stronger hint of musk beneath, like the dried sweat that came from fear. My fingers wound into his hair. My heart joined his rhythm. My entire body wept, victorious over the fact that he was holding me, that he was the one who saved me.

The burning sensation in my throat made me recoil. “What happened? Where am I? What are you doing? Why are we here?”

Blake leaned back and held my right shoulder. The other he ignored—or purposefully avoided. It was hard to think through the haze of images still splashing through my mind. Ashen deserts. Cracked earth. Shadows. Monsters lunging from every available corner.

And Blake standing in the middle of everything with blood pouring from his mouth.

I cupped his face. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Nica. Sit back. Rest. Please.”

“No, I have to—”

He gently placed his hand on my chest and pushed me back. My head slumped into a cool pillow and the rest of my limbs followed, a strange sense of accomplishment washing over me from seeing him act this way.

From seeing his vulnerability.

From seeing him care.

“Fuck,” I hissed. “Shit.”

‘Those are colorful ways to describe what just happened, yes.”

“The gardens—there was a guy.” My eyes widened. “Mel—”

Blake frowned. “What did you say?”

Fear lit my blood on fire. I clutched my chest while bowing forward, trying to keep the bile from rising in my throat.

Don’t throw up on him, I begged. Don’t throw up on yourself. Hold it together.

I squeezed my eyes shut while trying to steady my breathing. A monitor beeped rapidly to my right. Sneakers squeaked over the tile. Low voices murmured nearby.

Cool hands gently pried my hands away from my chest. Dr. Windsor came into view, her calm demeanor taking some of the edge off.

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