The Mate Mark

Phoenix was among the injured of Blue Moon, his injuries were not as serious as some but were serious enough that he was told to stay in the infirmary until the healers told him that he could go. Some of the wounds he had received had gone deep, some as deep as his bones. The healers had cleaned his cuts while Flame had healed them closed. Healing those cuts had drained his energy. Thankfully he had no broken bones, and his bruises had healed quickly. He could tell that he would be recovering his energy for weeks though.

He was sitting up in his assigned bed when he felt a tremor in the mate bond between him and Winter, Winter was in trouble. For a moment he thought she was okay, then he felt the bond pull tight and start to break apart. She was dying, “WHERE IS SHE???” He roared out as he launched himself to his feet. Rosary jumped, she had not expected his shout or for him to get to his feet so quickly.

“Who?” Rosary asked, desperate to calm him before he injured himself.