Rain

Hours have passed since I received the second letter from the feral rogues. After showing it to Conon, I fell into a sort of numbness, feeling nothing except for that power inside my chest, and I focused on that. Tristan and Jeremy tried to talk to me, but I replied nothing as I stared at the package. When they finally leave me alone in the office, I cry.

Hasn’t Caleb suffered enough at the hands of the vampires? Now he has to endure more torture. And fight for his life when he is missing an arm….

What if he loses? I can’t bear the idea of never seeing him again. We were supposed to finally have our happy ending. To have a family. And now… everything is gone.

I refuse to think he will never return to me. He has to win! He has too!

I bury my face in my palms and silently cry, my heart aching. Safia tries to comfort me, but I can feel her pain. She must be worried sick for Raven, and on top of that, she has to lift my spirit.

‘I am lucky to have you as my wolf,’ I tell her. She sends me