Page 110 of Crossed Fates

These assholes were attackingmypack.Mymen.And they hadmymate.

I clenched my jaw, my mind working in overdrive as I assessed my options. Makayla whimpered, her wolf releasing a low whine that had me snarling in response.

We did not have fucking time for this.

Stop. Fighting. Me,I demanded. I possessed an antidote in the form of life energy, and she needed to accept it—and me—right fucking now.

I didn’t wait for her acceptance. This wasn’t up for debate. I couldn’t divide my attention between her and my wolves. And by some stroke of fate, I had the ability to help her.

So I did.

I shoved all my vitality into her with a blast of power that knocked down every mental wall between us. No more hiding. No more calling this connection between us impossible. No more denying destiny.

We were linked for a reason.

And it was time we used that link for our joint survival.

The flashbangs continued to erupt around me, the sound deafening. But I put all my focus and effort into Makayla, forcing her to acknowledge and indulge in our bond.

This wasn’t how mates worked for my kind.

But I felt in my bones how it worked forhers. And I fully embraced it,demandingshe accept it and survive.

Her mental gasp traveled to my mind, her shock a palpable electric wave that jolted my chest. Then a typhoon of emotions and comprehension followed, her soul opening to mine and finally acknowledging what I’d known from the beginning.

We’re mates, she marveled, her voice holding a hint of deliriousness.True mates.

She’d said that earlier, but I picked up on the understanding in those two words now. Not only did she feel it, shebelievedit, and that revelation unraveled a cyclone of insanity.

My pulse raced, my breathing erratic, my awareness slipping.

Chaos unfolded inside me, the sensations and thoughts and varying strengths a whirlwind of confusion slashing at my mental faculties. The world fractured around me beneath a web ofvoicesthat penetrated my concentration, each word assaulting my ability to process logical thought.

What’s happening?I wondered, dazed from the onslaught.

Makayla’s hum of life cascaded over all of it, her heart beating in time with mine as our souls rejoiced in a matrimony deeper than any explicable bond.

My blood heated, my chest warm with the knowledge that not only had I found my other half but she was also alive and starting to thrive again.I felt her contented sigh all the way to the depths of my core, could hear her quickening pulse, her mind locking irrevocably with mine.

But there were others.

So. Many. Others.

I cursed, blind and deaf from my surroundings and positively crippled inside my mind.

It all happened in the blink of an eye, my world crashing and rebuilding in a breath.

I sensed everyone. My wolves. My pack. My own father. And still, above them all,my mate. Like a net of connections, each life strand tied to me and Makayla—as their bonded alpha pair.

My palms met my eyes, a single word roaring through my mind as I attempted to sort through the disorder.Quiet!

I needed to be able to think. To focus. To fucking survive. And I couldn’t do that with all this mayhem unraveling in my damn head.

Everything went still.

No, not everything.Everyone.

All my wolves.