All Chapters of Alpha’s regret : The return of his rejected mate: Chapter 51

HELEN’S P.O.V.Grief is usually a sharp thing. It cuts like a knife. But this wasn't grief.This was something vast and hollow. It was the feeling of standing in a cathedral afterthe choir has stopped singing, when the silence is so heavy it presses against youreardrums.I sat on the cold stone of the bridge, my legs dangling over the abyss.Ten yards away, the Star Core pulsed.Thrum... thrum... thrum.It was a gentle, rhythmic blue light. It washed over us like a tide. Inside the semitranslucent sphere, the shadow was still there. Small. Curled in the fetal position.Floating in the center of the plasma storm.Leo.He wasn't dead. I knew that. The bond—the mother-cord that connected my soul to his—was still intact. But it had changed.Before, the bond felt like a live wire, buzzing with his fear, his hunger, his joy. Now, it feltlike an anchor chain dropping into the Mariana Trench. It was deep, heavy, and silent."He is dreaming," Wulfric said softly.The old wolf was standing