Chapter 107

Roman's POV

The ancient werewolf oath still lingered on my lips as I carefully positioned myself on the edge of Sienna's hospital bed. I'd whispered those sacred words to her sleeping form: "By the moon as my witness, my heart, my strength, my life are yours." Words my father had spoken to my mother, and his father before him—binding words not meant to be taken lightly.

I placed my hand gently on