'Justin Stop' shouted Hazel again, her tone pleading, as she stepped carefully toward the two warriors, reaching down gently to her mate and pulling Justin's arms from Lucas' neck. 'Let him go baby' she whispered 'You are not a murderer, let him go'
Justin dropped the crying form from his arms, staring in disbelief at the woman stood beside of him.
'Hazel?' he breathed his arms reaching for her instinctively.
'Yes its me' she smiled, stepping into his embrace, her arms circling his muscular form as she lay her head on his chest.
Breathing in her scent, Justin closed his eyes, feeling his grief and pain leave his body as his entire being was infused with her essence.
'I saw you die' he said pulling away from her, his eyes pained by the memory.
'That you did son' came the voice of Doc
