ALICE

Akbar is bigger than I thought he'd be.

The thought comes randomly as I stare at him across Rose's bed. He never spares me a glance; he's attuned to her every breath. There's pain etched across his face that makes my heart ache for him.

I'm hurting, too. But this fated mate connection that shifters have…

It's on another level.

Kissing the back of Rose's hand, I lower my head to pray for the hundredth time today.

Dear Lord, please hear my prayer. I know I don't go to church and I don't ...