Chapter 45 Chapter 45

Third Person POV

His heart dropped to see her cry. It didn't used to affect him but after he marked her it was like he could feel her emotions through their bond.

"What do you mean?" He asked slowly as if he already knew the answer but wanted to hear it from her. A stray tear created a stream down her face that led the other tears follow through the path the first tear made.

"T-the dark magic showed me that I was going to die. I saw a woman there but she had no face. There was one face that I recognized though, Henry," she said. He could feel her fear in the room, not only through their link. She always spoke about how she wanted to die, but now that she is going to die, reality set.

"I'm scared," she whimpers. She let down her walls and let Malcom in. She let him comfort her because for once she didn't know what to do. She had grown to love the pack she once resented. She had loved a pack she only knew a select amount of people and a few places, but she felt the need to protect all of