Vicker clenched his jaw as pain radiated through his body. It felt like he’d been hit by a sledge hammer that lodged itself in his chest and kept hammering down into him. He tried to take breaths, but the pain was making it difficult.
Fuck.
He slowly raised his hand and pressed it to his chest, so that he could turn to his side. He needed to make sure that Mae’s wolf listened to him, and left him there. He heard a rustling sound a few feet away from him after he’d heard her leave. She wouldn’t have stayed for him when her mate waited for him or would she?
He asked himself and then turned to his side. He looked around the shadow cast by the rock. The sun was still bright all around him, and it hurt his eyes to look at it. But she wasn’t there. He grunted, feeling better that she listened
