Chapter Thirteen

I watched Lilly breathing, her small body moving up and down as she laid on my lap. Bridesmaids had kept her attention all the way until the end, but she fell asleep halfway into The Avengers.

I watched her eyes as she watched the screen, the smile that blossomed across her face. It made my wolf happy. It made me happy, which was something that wasn't part of my life prior to saving her.

And I felt myself slipping into that darkness again. The anger inside of me reared its ugly head, and wanted out. It wanted blood. We had one day together before we went in for the kill.

To save Luther.

He was still alive, because the pack would have felt if he was hurt.

Axel was alive or his pack would have felt it.

They were alive, but for how long? I brushed my fingers over the back of Lilly's hair and down her back, to her slender hipbone. She stirred, mumbling something incoherently in her sleep.

I sighed, rubbing my eye with my thumb. My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I realized how late