Chapter 30. Mine

Rhys POV

The library was silent, and I sat in it, waiting for news from Matilda. She and the pack doctor would not let me see Venus myself, and I didn’t want to sit alone in my room. The entourage from the Clawride Pack was not yet aware of what had happened to their Alpha, but I left that task to Mars and Emery.

My search was over at last, and she was within the palace walls, though unconscious. Last I heard, she was falling in and out of consciousness, struggling to keep hold of reality. Fitzwilliam was worried about her high temperature, and he, too, had noticed that she had no scent. She was not healing quickly, and the gash behind her head was still bleeding. What was she if she wasn’t a werewolf?

Werecats had scents, and so did bear shifters. Was she some sort of hybrid?

“Any news?” I asked Mars, reaching him