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“Stay with me. Hold on I can heal you a little.” Sierra’s weeping voice comes through at me, despite everything assaulting my senses, it’s clear as a bell. I run quickly to slide down beside them, crunching to a halt on the gravel of the dirt track, stones biting into my knees and shins. My guards following to create an ever-present barrier and they flank around us in a circle to stop the ever-attacking creatures on all sides.

“Let me see. How bad is it?” I push Sierra back a little to find her cradling Radar like a child in her arms, huddling him against her body as her tears drip down her face and land on his naked torso. Creating small rivulets of exposed clean flesh through the bloodied mask that covers his entire skin and it almost kills me. He’s a mess. Covered in slashes, and bites, and his exposed skin has that awful blue tinge of slow silver poisoning as it continues to spread. I know it’s a combination of the wolfsbane and the frequency and he’s dying in front of me a slow and painful death.

“Tell me what to do…. How to help.” I beg Sierra but she seems lost in her own head while staring at him, like she’s about to breakdown and lose all control. Her panic and pain ebbing my way. I am on the verge of all out hyperventilating, terrified of losing radar this way.

“Ummm…. Heal…I.. I…I don’t know if I can heal this. It’s bad, real bad. We need Leyanne.” She sobs a little, stuttering her words, shaking as she grips him, yet pulls her hand from his and ignites her blue glow slowly and surely within her palm. Despite not thinking she can do this; I know she won’t give up on Radar and will try with all her might.

Her light is duller than normal, and it takes time for it to extend to the full hand and then up her arm before she places it over his chest where her fingers cover his heart. Splaying them out and pushing what she can through to him in the hopes it’s enough to undo the poison. I stare, suddenly still as a statue and hold my breath.

“Radar…. Open your eyes. Look at me.” Sierra begs him, pleads with a raspy and broken tone, her tears falling freely and yet he seems lifeless. I grip his other hand in mine, pulling myself to the opposite side to Sierra, and we both lean over him to shield him from what’s going on around us. Creating a protective barrier of calm so she can do something to help him recover even a little. I curse under my breath and pray that the damn witch comes to us.

My wolves are giving their all, fighting on, some to the death, and yet here we are in an almost quiet space. Trapped in our own little place as if this is the only important thing in the world right now, and somehow padded against the atrocity happening around us. The three of us, in the eye of the storm.

“You can’t leave us.” I whisper to Radar softly, leaning to his ear, holding his hand in mind with a gentle looseness. His palm is clammy, yet his fingers are cold, and I have to bite back the tidal wave of emotions threatening to break from within me. I’m scared. I’m inadequate in this moment and I’m mentally screaming for my mate to come and be the leader he always is. He would know what to do.

“Sierra…” Radar’s voice jolts me out of my blank zoning out and I blink at his face as he tries to move his body a little. Coming to from what I assume was unconsciousness and flutters his lashes as his eyes begin to open. His face is a mess, covered in dirt, grime, and blood, but his scratches and cuts are slowly receding as her magic does its work. Even thinking she’s too weak to undertake something like this, Radar’s skin is pinking up and his deepest wounds are starting to close albeit very slowly. I guess having the kind of love for him has an effect to how potent her skills can be. She is literally giving it her all to save him. I almost cry in joy as I watch a deep gash over his white eye close fully.

“I’m right here.” She whispers softly and tilts her head so she can look at his face, brushing his hair from his forehead as she lowers her chin and stares at him with unconcealed adoration. My heart jolts at the obvious love in her eyes and the gentle affection of her touch on him.

Radar sighs heavily, fully opens his eyes and looks directly at me before flickering his gaze to the one leaning over him. A moment of pause and hesitation as he realizes he is wrapped in her arms and his head is in her lap. He seems surprised for a moment, shifts his body to pull himself up and avoid her eye like he always does, but Sierra is too fast. She firmly catches his jaw in her free hand and yanks his face to her, before leaning down and shocking us both with a feather like peck of a kiss on his lips. It’s so fast that neither of us saw it coming and Radar’s eyes snap open wide in utter shock and alarm as it registers what she just did to him.

I swallow hard and let out a half-choked cough and laugh at the sheer boldness of my mother-in-law. I shouldn’t feel happiness at a moment like this, but I am both impressed and mentally air punching her a high five. It’s about time she showed Radar that she has him in her heart.

Go girl.

I know she’s overcome with emotion and seeing him start to heal was obviously a catalyst for this sweet kiss. She doesn’t let him loose, instead pulls his face towards her to keep him locked in position in her grasp so she can continue healing him.

That’s when their eyes finally meet.

And then something I never expected could ever happen in this lifetime, especially with a marked wolf. It hits in the whirlwind of this battlefield as both jolt in shock and fall apart with the sudden blow and I witness something for the second time in my life. Something you can’t misunderstand when you witness it as I do.

Radar and Sierra imprint right before my very eyes.