The Decision

“I could recognize his soul in mine as much as he could find me in his. Our sole existences seemed to have been for this very moment when nothing else mattered.” – X. Williamson

In sickness and health, this vow finally made sense in Charlotte’s mind as she was able to feel the agony of her both mates. It wasn’t like a pain but a feeling, like something was slipping from her tight grip. Although, she wasn’t rooting for Eric’s victory but seeing him badly beaten was hard to endure for her. His wounded body was still at the ground, not responding to Casper’s verbal insults.

As a countdown timer, Elijah announced.

“Two minutes are left behind.”

This last warning rejuvenated half dead Eric. Although Casper was standing but he was seriously injured too. Their supernatural healing was doing its best to assist them to continue the combat.

Eric fisted the dirt on the ground and howled, his wolf took over him instantly. In a heartbeat, a majestic silver wolf was growling at Casper, determined t