#Chapter 118 – Chaos

Alyson When I wake, I'm drenched in water. I feel Olivera hoisting me out of the watering hole, setting me on a set of rocks nearby as he gets out beside me, brushing my hair off my face. I see the blood on his palm but I don't feel the bleed on my features, completely numb all over. The panic in his eyes is apparent. "Damnit, sweetheart, you are such a clumsy Luna," he gasps. I only shake my head, too stunned to speak. My body is numb and thrumming all over in pain, my head spinning and water settling in the depths of my throat, making me feel like I've drank an entire pool of water. "I hate you," I manage to grunt. He gives me a cautious look. "I felt you kiss me back, sweetheart, so don't play that game with me. You wanted that kiss. You wanted more." "Liar," I bite. "I love my mate with my whole body. I love him so deeply that you will never even come close to changing that. You're a bitter old rogue,