Terron’s POV

Perhaps undressing my mate in an uninsulated, outdoor shed wasn’t the best idea. She fell into our bed the moment we made it home and has been there for a few days so far.

I can hear her sniffling from the living room, tossing and turning in her uncomfortably, sickly state. I hold my breath to keep from rushing to her side every five minutes.

She needs space to heal to get over the events of the last week or two, and I don’t want to suffocate her with my ...