"Where is she?" He says, his tone firm.
"In the healing cottage, Alpha." Archeron recognizes the voice of Sarah Evans, the pack doctor.
"How is she?" He asks.
"She is doing good, Alpha." Sarah says. "She's in a bit of shock, and she asked about wolves." Archeron nods.
"When will she be fully healed?" He asks.
"I'd say tomorrow, Alpha, so long as she gets her rest." Sarah says, her gaze never leaving the floor.
"Sarah?" Archeron says, her golden eyes dart up to meet his gaze. "Find out who did this to her."
"Yes Alpha." Sarah says, nodding. Archeron goes up stairs to the third floor. No one but the alpha's family are allowed on the third floor, He is alone. He goes to the bathroom that is adjoined to his bedroom and showers. The water runs red as he washed of the blood and dirt from his hunt. He scrubs violently as he thinks about the woman he found in the woods. His mate. He'd kill the bastard who hurt her like that. He'd rip him limb from limb. Archeron's canines elongated just at the thought of it. He'd have to go for another run to alleviate his pent up rage.
Fawn Jackson's life changes dramatically the night she is left for dead, she didn't think she would survive, until she looked into the blue eyes of the wolf.
Archeron Bane didn't think he'd ever find a woman who would give him hope for his future, until he finds Fawn in the forest, nearly dead.
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