Chapter 361: What Am I Now?

Zane’s POV

There is physical pain. Brutal. Awful. Mind-blowing physical pain. Physical pain so acute it literally makes you pass out from the force of it.

And there is emotional pain. Gut-wrenching, horrible, emotional pain that rips your heart in half and makes you lie in bed for days.

I’d felt both. The very worst of the physical pain. The very worst of the emotional pain.

But nothing, and I mean NOTHING, can even come close to the pain of losing your wolf.

I couldn’t even understand it. Not having Slade. I couldn’t comprehend my life without him. He was a part of me. An extension of me. He WAS me, in a sense. It would be like suddenly losing your heart. How can you go on living without your heart?

I sat there, on my hands and knees, in front of Lucinda and Sullivan and Brinsle and Callie, with this inexplicable pain ripping through me. I understood why people take their lives when they lose their wolves. Why they’re driven to madness. Why they’re never quite the same again.

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