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"Why, Skye? Why can't you just leave? Why the hell can't you walk away?" Because she was trapped. Trapped by her own emotions, by the twisted web of lies and betrayal she had entangled herself in. "Xavier will destroy you," her inner voice whispered, cruel and unrelenting. "He already has. He fucked Abigail, for Christ's sake. You saw it in her eyes, heard it in her voice. He doesn't love you. He never did. So why are you still here?" Skye rose to her feet, her movements frantic as she began pacing the room. Her bare feet padded against the cold floor, her gown swishing around her ankles as she moved back and forth, her thoughts racing faster than she could keep up with.

And why was my heart screaming wildly? Certainly, it wasn't trying to make sense or make an adjustment to his words? I still needed to sprout the truth about my parents' death but it felt like my heart was beginning to sway. Tyler obviously was just doing the right thing by protecting me from his mother. Why then was I smiling like a child who had been given her lost toy? Tyler looked down at my dress, squinting his eyes slightly then he suggested we move to his car. Mrs Skyler didn't protest to our going out anymore. She sealed her lips as she calmly stood before the window watching as Adrea Kim greeted us.

"Elias, where do you think Daisy should be buried? They say if you give a pet a proper send-off, they're happier in heaven. We've got to choose the perfect spot." Jeannie clutched the urn, chattering away. I had no intention of engaging with them, but then Elias caught sight of me. He scrunched his forehead, annoyance flashing in his eyes as if I were a stain he could not scrub away. "Why are you even here?" Elias had mentioned to me that Jeannie's dog had passed away, so he figured I was there shadowing him. Talking was the last thing I wanted to do, so I spun on my heel to leave.

As he said those words, it seemed as if someone had violently pulled my heart out of my chest. I, Blake Sanandres, reject and denounce you, Sky Rivers, as my mate and Luna of this pack. You are hereby barred, and your presence back here would result in a severe penalty such as death, he announced, and I screamed out in pain and agony, and he also winced with his hand clenched to his chest. Sky Rivers was banned, and your presence back here would result in a severe penalty such as death. Once the pain lessened, I jumped up and hurried out of the office. However, before I left, I made a solemn vow to them that they would suffer a great deal as a consequence of breaking the mate link.

"What's the point of finding my mate if I'm just going to be sold to the Lycan King anyway? Why should I pretend to have a normal life when mine is already over?" I set the costume down on her bed and scooted closer to her, while I wrapped my arms around her. "Medora you can't think like that. Maybe something will change. Maybe he will have an accident as he's coming, and he'll be dead.” I joked, but there was no smile on her lips. I sighed. “There's still hope." "There's no hope Skye." She turned back to the mirror. "My fate was sealed the moment my father signed that contract. Nothing is going to save me now."

“Whatever happens next… we’ll go slow.” Carrie – POV When Skye came home, she didn’t say anything right away. She walked into the living room, set her bag down, and sank onto the couch beside me. I waited. She leaned her head on my shoulder. “She’s alive,” she said. “She’s not who I imagined… but she’s not a monster.” I put my arm around her. “She told me she thought she was protecting me by leaving. And I hated her for so long. But now… I don’t know. I don’t know what to feel.”

"And Skye has been found. Apparently, he was using her to transport drugs to Arizona. The Russian investigators tracked them to a warehouse outside Phoenix." "Let me see!" I practically lunged across the table, collecting the phone from her before she could even offer it. And there, in the photo on the screen, was Dante, beaten black and blue, his face swollen and bloodied, tied to a chair like the criminal he was. His expensive clothes were torn and dirty, his usual arrogance completely gone. And in the next photo was Skye. My sister. Alive. Skye was finally coming back home. The phone trembled in my hands as I stared at her image, thinner than I remembered, with dark circles under her eyes

“Henceforth, you’ll be staying with me. You’re no longer safe. Skye would have to be disposed of. She knows far too much.” “Have you gone mad?!” She came closer to me. “Don’t you dare touch my friend!” “Or what, you’ll kill me? Hell you couldn’t even save yourself from getting abducted and you want to face me.” I scoffed. “Skye is going to be terminated. It’s final.” “And who gave you that right?!”

The owner of the voice crouched beside me, her icy gaze meeting mine. It was her...the woman who'd pinned me to Alpha Daxton's desk the day I'd attempted to stab him with the ashthorne knife. Skye. "H-how can you tell?" I choked out, and she silently grabbed one of Maya's hands and examined her fingers. "She's not in any immediate danger, but if she doesn't get the antidote, she's going to die soon." My heart plummeted into my stomach, terror gripping me.

The warriors nod firmly and drag the dead body out. “I’ll call Luna Caster.” Brian informs us before retreating to the office. I catch Skye’s gaze, my heart almost breaking at the sad look on her face. She got really close to my mom, so losing her so suddenly must feel horrible. I know I feel bad about her leaving. “It’s okay, my love. I’ll take care of you. Everything will be fine.” I assure Skye, pulling her gently into my arms, pressing a kiss to her head.