Chapter FIFTEEN-EMMET&JEZEBEL

Three days, fourteen hours, and eleven minutes later…

Yeah, I counted the seconds.

And that was exactly how long it took before my sweet, precious Jezebel opened her beautiful eyes.

For the first time in all that time, I felt whole again.

Complete.

“There you are,” I whispered, unashamed of the tears pricking my eyes.

They said real men didn’t cry, and for cowboys that went double. But I didn’t buy into the world’s view of what manliness or machismo meant.

Fuck that.

I loved this woman. She was everything to me and my Wolf. Not having her by my side was never part of the plan, and had she left this world, I would have followed and dragged her sweet ass back.

But I wasn’t going to think about all that because here she was, staring at me with wide, bright eyes, and fuck, my heart constricted until I thought it would implode.

“Emmet,” she croaked.

Her voice was rough and scratchy, but she had never sounded more beautiful to me than she did right then.