Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362: 362-My Mate’s Wolf

Theodore:

I had never imagined that someone I loved this much would go through her first transition right in front of me.

But Verity’s transition was strange.

I understood that she was a very late bloomer, but still, I had seen people transition for the first time in their thirties and forties, and none of them had been in this much pain. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Verity was only in her early twenties, yet her entire body was writhing.

She had developed a high fever too, and instead of actually transitioning, she remained trapped in excruciating pain for almost an hour.

Jaguar and I both tried to comfort her, but nothing helped.

It was as though her bones were breaking apart and forcing themselves back into place over and over again.

That was how I knew something wasn’t right.

She was in far more pain than she was supposed to be.

Then, after nearly an hour, just when we thought she might finally transition, her body suddenly went limp.

She passed out.

For one terrifying second, neither of us moved. Then I noticed the steady rise and fall of her chest.

She was still breathing.

Jaguar and I had both opened the back doors and were practically leaning into the car. He held one of her hands while I gripped the other, trying to comfort her through the pain.

Once she lost consciousness, we carefully laid her across the back seat.

For a moment, Jaguar and I simply stared at each other, both still half inside the car.

"We should take her home before she wakes up and starts going through the same pain again," Jaguar suggested.

"But how are we supposed to help her?"

I stepped away from the car and shut the door. Jaguar did the same from the other side before we returned to the front seats.

He started the engine.

"I think we should prepare a cold bath for her. Her body is burning up," Jaguar suggested.

I immediately agreed.

Truthfully, I was grateful for my brother.

He didn’t even know it, but he was taking such good care of his future sister-in-law.

At the same time, there was guilt hanging between us.

We both knew exactly what that guilt was about.

But we had made a promise.

We weren’t going to talk about it.

By the time we reached home, Ragnar had already started calling.

I had barely answered when I saw Jaguar reach Verity before me and lift her into his arms.

Now that was going a little too far.

Still, I had to let it go.

As far as Jaguar knew, there was nothing between Verity and me, so expecting him to keep some imaginary boundary around her would have been ridiculous.

Besides, he was only trying to help.

"What happened to her?" Jenna cried, rushing after us as we carried Verity toward her room.

I kept the phone pressed against my ear.

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