I didn't feel like i could continue to update without the correct chapter 60. I uploaded it as a free chapter for now. I am so sorry for the mistake on my part
Elana POVI drift in a gray space where nothing has edges. Light seeps through like water, soft and silver, and the air tastes like iron and smoke. My body feels heavy. My arms and legs ache from strained muscles, and I am unable to move them, but my mind floats free. “Elana…”A voice calls from everywhere and nowhere. I struggle to look around to find the source of the voice, but only the gray cloud fills my vision. “Elana,” the voice calls out again. This time clearer and familiar. “Lucy?” My voice trembles as I call out for my wolf. “Where are we?” The silver around me shivers, changing into the shape of a wolf. My wolf. Massive and beautiful. Her fur shines like rays of moonlight are illuminating it. Her blue eyes glow, as they burn into mine. “You’re between,” she says. “Your body heals while your spirit walks. This is the only way I could reach you.”I try to wiggle my fingers and toes, desperate to understand what is happening to me. My limbs don’t budge, and I
Victor POVGabby clings to me in silence the entire ride back to the pack house. Her tiny fists clutch the front of my shirt, but her face stays turned toward the window. Tears have created tracks through the blood on her cheeks, and she looks utterly broken. What makes it worse is that I created this mess. If I hadn’t listened to Lara, none of this would have happened. Now, my daughter hates me, my mate is struggling for her life, and my brother might be dead. I open my mouth to soothe Gabby, but the words die on my tongue. There is nothing I can say to her to fix this. Instead of speaking, I hold her close to my chest, hoping that the strength in my arms is enough to make her feel safe. The pack house looms ahead, its lights glaring against the night sky. My warriors swarm the grounds, hauling the injured to the hospital, and checking for more rogues. My Beta, Justin, waits at the steps with a grim expression. I lift Gabby from the car, cradling her against my chest. St
Damon POVThe hotel I am staying at is gross. The paint is peeling off the walls from years of water damage, the smell of stale cigarettes clings to every piece of furniture, and roaches skitter across the floor. I could afford a nicer place, but this one is a block from Elana’s apartment. Even though she doesn’t want me around, the urge to be near her is too strong for me to ignore. Leaning back on the bed, I flick through the TV channels, searching for one that isn’t purely static. A warning siren slips through the speakers, and I bolt upright. A second alarm rings from outside the hotel, and then another. Another rogue attack. Hector instantly pushes to the front of my mind, not waiting for me to give him control. Half shifted, I sprint through the hotel lobby. Patrons are running, their screams fueling me. They run into rooms, locking the doors behind them. Once I am outside, I don’t think. I just run. Not to the hospital. Not to the pack house. To her.Elana’s apa
Hello My Lovely Readers,I made a mistake when I loaded chapters 60 and 61. Right now, it is showing that they are the same chapter. I have updated the changes to chapter 60, and they are under review. I am so sorry for the mix up. Thank you for following along thus far. I do hope you are enjoying the drama!Solange Daye
Victor POVElana’s apartment building looms over me like a bad omen. They were here for her, again. I should have done more to protect her, but instead, I let my stupid pride get in the way. The threat is gone, but wreckage remains. I push my way into the stairwell while my warriors herd survivors away from the building. Each step feels heavier than the last, but I can’t seem to make myself go faster. I am scared of what I might find. Axel is pacing in my mind, frantic. He is tracking every scent we encounter, looking for traces of Elana’s and Gabby’s. We need to know they are still alive. I shove open Elana’s apartment door and stop dead in my tracks. Bile rises in my throat, and I struggle to swallow it back down. The place is wrecked. Glass covers the floor, the walls are destroyed, and the furniture is overturned. There isn’t an inch that isn’t covered in blood. And in the middle of it, Damon lies on his back, half-shifted, his shirt shredded, and the scent of silve
Victor POVElana’s apartment building looms over me like a bad omen. They were here for her, again. I should have done more to protect her, but instead, I let my stupid pride get in the way. The threat is gone, but wreckage remains. I push my way into the stairwell while my warriors herd survivors away from the building. Each step feels heavier than the last, but I can’t seem to make myself go faster. I am scared of what I might find. Axel is pacing in my mind, frantic. He is tracking every scent we encounter, looking for traces of Elana’s and Gabby’s. We need to know they are still alive. I shove open Elana’s apartment door and stop dead in my tracks. Bile rises in my throat, and I struggle to swallow it back down. The place is wrecked. Glass covers the floor, the walls are destroyed, and the furniture is overturned. There isn’t an inch that isn’t covered in blood. And in the middle of it, Damon lies on his back, half-shifted, his shirt shredded, and the scent of silve