Chapter one hundred and forty six

Luka's POV

I had dreams where I saw her more than often, dreams where she came back to me at night in the middle of the day. Her presence in my dreams was like a ghost, and so I thought it would never end. But that night… It wasn't my mates haunting presence that woke me. Instead, I woke up because of a sick twisted feeling in my guts that I couldn't place .

A gut feeling that made me think that there was something wrong with my mate. Something… That didn’t fit with what my mate looked like. It didn’t fit with how much I loved her. And even if it did, what on earth could be causing this feeling?

I yearned for Emily at that moment more than I ever had in my life. She was my heart. My everything. My only reason why I even went through the motions of getting out of bed at three in the morning, which was more of an obligation than anything else. If there was someone I’d rather die than face at that moment, Emily was definitely at the top of that list.

She was all I wanted.

All I though