Sephora's POV
We stood far away from the crowd; in such close quarters my wolf would make short work of the minister and Jasper if the weapons proved useless, but I felt vulnerable. I'd never been so vulnerable, raw and exposed. Damn, King Jon and all the men!
"Sephora." There was compassion in Alpha Jason's gray eyes. "You need rest from all of this. I got your message and Summer is safe with me in the pack house."
"How bad are his injuries?" I asked, desperate to latch onto something that would keep my need for King Jon at bay. If needing a man was a byproduct of being a mate to the man whose parents killed mine, I was more determined than ever to find a way to break the binding ritual. Not only did it suck, but it was humiliating to think I couldn't be without King Jon for a couple
