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"Yeah, but who's keeping score?" "Surely not me." As the sun started to rise outside the window, my eyes slowly began to close as I journeyed to my field of wildflowers with my wolves. *** Later that afternoon, someone ran the back of his hand gently along my cheek. "Kalyssa, wake up." But I was in a field, content with my men, not wanting to come back. "Elias, dude. Wake up. It's important." Wait. I suddenly realized who it was.

He was facing away from us as I approached him from behind. My wolfsbane blade slices across his neck with ease and he is unable to make a sound as the blade cuts his vocal chords. Before his body hits the ground, I drag him back, deeper into the forest. There is silence, there is no one else around as we continue to move forward onto their land. The packhouse that once belonged to Moon Bay came into view and so did Ryan and many of his people. They were expecting us, the guy I had killed had just been a decoy.

The moment they left, I forced myself to get up and dial that number. "Jason Wade, I'm begging you. Please come and save me…" The man who would one day be cold and decisive sounded unexpectedly tense on the other end of the line. Through the phone, he whispered, "Dawn, don't be afraid." I heard the sharp rattle of car keys. "Send me your location. I'll be there soon," Jason said.

Then I set my alarm for five. The pack territory was shrouded in mist in the early morning. I sat in my car, parked in the shadows of the trees outside the main house's side entrance. At five forty-five, Liam's black SUV pulled out of the garage. He didn't drive towards the pack administrative area, but headed for the city center. I followed, keeping a safe distance. It was Luna instinct—to track, to sense, to protect the territory. Except this time, I was tracking my mate.

He took my suitcase from me enthusiastically, saying, "We're a long way from the village, so you should rest in the car if you're tired." I nodded, abashed, before turning on my phone to tell Jane that I'd arrived safely. When the screen of my phone lit up, countless notifications for missed calls popped up on the screen. All of them were from Harold. Only then did I realize regretfully that I'd forgotten to block his other number. It didn't stop there; the numerous WhatsApp messages made their presence known. "The wedding's going to start soon, darling. Where are you?" "Did something happen to you? Give me your address, and I'll go to you right away!"

The searing pain anchored me back to reality. Geoffrey gently nudged me to the side and moved into the sitting room. I followed him inside quickly, where I saw him laying Eyare on a couch. I rushed to Eyare, white spots beginning to dance in my periphery.. "Wake up, baby, wake up, my love." I shook him with all the force I could muster. "He won't hear you." Geoffrey said from behind me.

Before I could finish, he cut me off impatiently, "Yeah, work's calling. I have to go." He rushed out the door, and I didn't press him further. However, my doubts grew heavier. Was he really that busy? I followed him, and that was when I saw the happy family scene I had just described. I lifted my numb fingers and hit record, capturing the entire scene in front of me. When I returned home, I locked myself in my room and played the video on repeat. While I lay unconscious, someone else had quietly taken my place. What was the point of waking up at all?

Blood Awakening Chapter 12: In the Woods With You Confusion is showed on her face. His back is facing her with hands ready. “What are you doing?” “I'm giving you a piggy back ride, obviously,” he said without turning his face to her. The other wolves had travelled on their wolf form. By now, they had already arrived at the pack house. But Lachlan stayed close to his mate. “No need. I'm fine.” “Let me remind you that it was just four days since I rescued you. You are not well.”

Crack! A bolt of lightning suddenly split the night sky in half. The pale white light flashed across my blurred vision, illuminating the Apple Watch that had just been exposed beneath my torn sleeve. In the flickering darkness, I couldn’t see his face clearly—only a massive shadow collapsing over me, accompanied by a ravenous, cackling laugh. A razor-sharp current of cold air sliced through the wind toward me. Before I could even register it, my wrist was seized by a rough, filthy hand and yanked violently.

Blake doesn't want to see you anymore. Ice spread through my veins, but I forced myself not to react. This was what Wakes did; he lied, manipulated, twisted reality until you couldn't trust your own memories. "You're lying," I said. "Am I?" The chair creaked again as he leaned forward. "I spoke with him this morning. Told him about your condition, about the baby. Do you know what he said?" I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out his voice. "He said he understood why you came back to me. He said some responsibilities can't be escaped." Wakes's hand landed on my arm, my fingers tracing gentle patterns that felt like spiders crawling across my skin.