Chapter 16

MIA

I sit at my vanity staring at myself in the mirror. I don’t look different, but I feel different.

I feel empowered. Fulfilled. I know my purpose now.

I raise my hand and place my forefinger and thumb close together. Not touching. Tiny red and blue sparks dance between them. My healing.

I look at my arm and trace the scars the Alpha gave me with my fingers.

I take my palm and hover it down my arm. Red and blue sparks dance across it. The scars disappear and I smile.

Suddenly, I feel strange. I feel pain. I tilt my head in the mirror. My reflections eyes meet mine and I feel heat. It’s stifling. I find it hard to breathe. It’s not mine.

“Grey.” I whisper.

I close my eyes and see his face. It’s hurting. He’s in pain. He’s covered in sweat. He’s coming. He doesn’t have much time. I feel his heart breaking because mine is too.

He needs me, but he needs to know I can’t leave. He won’t be leaving either.

I have to connect with him.

When I do, I can see and feel his pain. He feels rejecte