Hugo's POV
The agony etched across her face was almost unbearable to witness. Those stunning green eyes searched mine desperately, pleading for answers to what was ravaging her body from within.
When I explained this was her transformation beginning, terror flooded her features. Tears gathered in those emerald depths, threatening to spill over.
Every trace of fury I'd harbored toward her evaporated in that instant. Abandoning her wasn't an option, not when she needed me this desperately. I lunged forward, wrapping my arms around her trembling form and lifting her against my chest.
Racing from her estate, I settled her into my vehicle while barking orders to my pack members through the phone. They needed to secure her property immediately. Those pathetic excuses for guards she'd hired couldn't protect a butterfly, let alone a woman during her most vulnerable moment.
