Chapter thirteen

Edward kept pacing around, waiting for the voice to come to him again. Now that his memory was back, he couldn’t stop his worry of how Aliyah is doing. He had been weak when he carried them away with the tornado but he doesn’t know if he succeeded in taking them to safety. Did the rogues catch up with them? And the demon king and the witches, did they find them? He thought of the High chiefs and the High Howlers, he had purposely left Malachi alive with only inflicting a wound he knew he would never heal as a second generation because he wouldn’t want him chasing after Aliyah but Damien had escaped him with just pure luck.

Now as he thought about everything, he just wished he could burn this whole place down and go back to her. He thought of the look she gave him that day, the pain and fear in her eyes when he was falling. He failed his promise, he knows that now and the pain of not knowing how she is was deriving him insane. “Where the hell are you?” He yelled at the smoky clouds. Sh