Chapter 18

Mark.

My heart pounded as I stared at the derelict building, the blare of the fire service trucks filled the air. My hands tightened around my cell phone, and the memory of Chloe's words echoed in my mind.

My nerves tightened as I watched the firefighters battle it out with the raging flames. I could hear their shouts as they communicated, waves of guilt crashed into me with every lifeless body that was brought out. A mix of guilt and relief when I didn't see Chloe's body brought out.

No! She couldn't be dead, I clenched my hands tightly, staring at the building of what was once my company. My eyes reddened as I watched the rescue efforts, I stood there for hours, waiting, hoping.

A stab of pain coursed through me as I stared at the building of what was once my company, who could've done this? my eyes narrowed as thoughts swirled in my head. I cursed the fact that I couldn’t transform and storm the building to find Chloe.

“Mr. Mark?” one of the firefighters approached me, his clo