Chapter 52

CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

KENDALL'S POINT OF VIEW

As the guard pulled me away, I watched as the others restrained Declan's wolf form with chains. His struggles were fierce and desperate and he continued to fight against the chains.

But despite his best efforts, the chains did not budge. Eventually, Declan's struggles grew weaker, his movements slowing as exhaustion began to take its toll.

His snarls turned to pained groans, his body sagging against the chains that bound him.

Finally, with a final, weary sigh, Declan shifted back into his human form, collapsing to the ground. His chest rose and fell with each ragged breath and his eyes closed.

I felt a pang of sympathy for himm. Despite the danger he had posed, despite the fear he had instilled in me, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sorrow.

The guard that held me turned to me with a look of concern in his eyes. "Let me escort you inside, ma'am," he said gently.

I nodded, “Yes please.” I said and he also nodded, leading the way. I was hu