Humbled by the Bond

Maverick’s POV

The pack healer scrambled into the damp, freezing cell, his medical bag slamming against the rusted iron bars. He dropped to his knees on the filthy stone beside me, his hands moving in a panic over Valerie’s motionless body. The stench of the dungeon seemed to choke the very air out of my lungs as I watched him work.

"Do something!" I growled.

My beast clawed at the edges of my