It wasn't until the last minute that Violet realized why her back hurt so much.
"Fuck," Roman cursed "What have you done, love?"
Violet glanced back, her heart dropping when she saw one of her wings twisted beneath her at an impossible angle. The rich purple membrane was bent and the spot stained dark where blood seeped through.
"Oh," she whispered, a sudden chill creeping through her. "That's not right."
Violet hadn't felt the pain earlier because the adrenaline had dulled it, completely drowning it out. But now that the rush was fading, the agony hitting her full force.
Almost instantly, all four of her mates crowded around her.
Griffin swore under his breath, panic spreading across his face.
Asher unleashed a stream of colorful curses.
"What the fuck were you thinking?!" he snapped, his hand hovering helplessly near her wings, afraid to touch them and hurt her further.
Roman looked straight at Alaric, eyes wide. "This is supposed to heal, right?"
