Page 7 of Rejected Mate

I breathed deeply through my nose to cool the fire in my blood. To ease the desire of having Fagua in my arms, in my bed. My curse was tearing me apart. I wanted to be free of this pain, these cravings.

Stupid-ass wolf.

Just another part of being a werewolf, and he was throwing a fit. My body trembled and I crashed to the floor. Darkness burst behind my eyes.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

I knew what this was. My wolf—my soul—ripping me apart because I hadn't mated with Fagua yet. I would die if I didn't mate with her, but how could I share her? The idea sent rage coiling in my gut.

Now what the hell was I going to do?

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Fagua

The sound of glass shattering and a body hitting the floor caused my heart to jump into my throat. I didn’t hesitate. I ran into the kitchen

"Husk!"

He was lying on the floor with the refrigerator door wide open.

I knelt next to him, and my hand trembled as I reached out to check his pulse. His shallow breathing calmed me a fraction. But why had he passed out? He had an injury on his shoulder, but wolves healed quickly.

"What's going on here?" Winter said from the doorway. "It looks like a tornado hit this place."

"It's Husk. He's unconscious," I called out, not wanting to leave his side.

Winter and Sky rushed into the kitchen. The panicked looks on their faces made my chest tighten.

"What happened?" Winter demanded.

"I have no idea," I said. "I mean, he was fine earlier when he was fighting the wolves and then I found him like this."

"Is he breathing?" Sky knelt next to me and his magic swirled around us.

"He's breathing. I can feel his pulse too. And he's warm." My fingers touched his cheek and I leaned over him, brushing his dark hair out of his face. How could someone who hated me look so innocent and handsome while not awake? I let out a shuddering breath, and a knot in my chest loosened that he seemed to be breathing evenly.

"What's happening to him?" I asked as Winter knelt on the other side of him. "Is it because we haven't bonded?" Sky had been in bad shape too before we connected on a physical and emotional level.

Though Husk never seemed interested in me like that. He always seemed irritated. Even more so when I showed any sign of intimacy with Sky or Winter.

Sky whipped out his phone. "I'll have him picked up—"

"I'm fucking fine." Husk groaned, trying to move.

I gasped, moving back to give him room. "Should you be moving around so quickly?"

"You need to get checked out. Maybe fluids and other medicine can help buy you time," Sky said as he gave me a pleading look, and I nodded.

"Yes, whatever can help." I reached out and squeezed Sky's hand.

"No more argument," Winter said. "It's three against one."

Husk growled. "Fine. No ambulance, though. I'm not a goddamn cripple yet."

"I'll take you in my car," Sky said and let go of my hand.

"And I'll call ahead to let the doc know we're on our way." Winter cleared his throat, giving me a sideways glance. "He should get the wolf serum ready for you."

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