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Wolfariane caught himself watching her occasionally. It was hard to keep his eyes away, which in turn made him scowl.

"There goes that frown again." She grumbled, then pouted those small sexy lips as they arrived at the lane that leads to the market.

She got in front of him, faced him, and continued walking, but with her back facing her path. She shook her head with a smile on her face, "You're gonna grow old faster if you continue like this."

"Watch your path." He cautioned in a grumpy voice.

Ismena already slipped before the words came out of his mouth completely. "Ooo...!" She gasped as she tried to find her footing.

He moved before he thought about it. His hands shot out, straight to her waist to steady her and keep her from falling to the ground.

"Thank you for saving me...again." she grinned up at him.

It went straight to his cock. Shit.

He let go of her like she burned him, "Watch your path." He repeated curtly.

"Okay, okay, sir." She saluted him before she turned towards her path again.

She took one step and lost her footing again.

His hands shot out again and grabbed hold of her. "What is wrong with you?"

Ismena was beginning to feel very dizzy. Her chest was pounding. Too hard. It was beginning to hurt.

Not only that, the food she ate for lunch was rushing up to her throat.

"My chest..." Her breaths came in short pants, "I need my...meds."

The wolf howled at her discomfort. The man was confused, "Are you feeling—"

"I think... I'm going to..." The words didn't make it fully out of her mouth before something else did. Her food.

She was vomiting. On him.

Hard retching sounds as everything in her belly made it out of her again.

Dread filled her by the time she was done heaving. The arms that held her were suddenly as stiff as aboard.

At the same time, she was feeling very lightheaded.

It's a lightheadedness she embraced eagerly because she isn't ready to face him just yet.

"I think...I'm going to..." She began again, swallowing tightly.

"Don't you dare faint on me—" It was a growl that rumbled from deep inside him.

But before he could get all the words out, Ismena's eyes rolled back into her head and her body went liquid in his arms.

She has lost consciousness.

CHAPTER 22. COMPLICATED; The Alpha King's Inner Struggles.

The wandering people of Naturiah knew more than to let the surprises on their faces show as they passed their Alpha King with retch covering a portion of his chest, and a limp woman hanging loosely on his arm.

Their thoughts are; the Alpha King has killed the female and he is going to deposit her body in the forest for the Wild Ones to make a meal out of it. That is the only explanation for why he will be carrying an unconscious female.

Alphose caught up with the Alpha King in front of the gate of his tower and winced inwardly when he saw the situation at hand...and the scowling but resigned face of Wolfariane.