Chapter 100

James’s POV

The moment she pulled me in to pick up my scent I could feel the sparks running through my body. It has been a while since I felt them—I’ve forgotten what it felt like. So much so I didn’t want her to let go. I wanted nothing more than to wrap my arms around her and bring her in closer. I wanted to bathe in her scent—juniper berries and fir. No, not fir trees this time but pine instead. Still it was amazing. Even Deacon shared thoughts of marking her right then and there.

He’s been running those thoughts in my head ever since we found her in that river. I almost did when she flat-lined an hour after I brought her in. It took Alpha Fiona and a bit of fairy magic to calm me down. It didn’t stop me from pacing in front of her door until I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to be near her, see her, touch her.

I ran in, begging Miss Emma to do whatever it takes to save my mate. Then a bright light filled the room and her pulse returned. There was no expl