CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-NINE

LANDON:

I was falling. Slipping down a long slope. No, I was plummeting through the air, like I had jumped out of a plane without a parachute. “Landon, please wake up. Please fight.” The voice…it sounded familiar. It was soothing to hear. Venita? Memories rushed back. Yes, I was going to see her again. My Mate. “I need you. I do.” A spark of electricity jolted through me. What was that? “I love you.” She loves me? Leave you? No, I would never leave you, Venita. But I saw you get shot in my presence. Falling, falling, dropping and tumbling down. Wait, this was all wrong. Venita. Venita.

“Venita!” I called out, my hand grasping air. My eyes flew open.

“Landon?”

“Venita?” My voice was weak and raspy, my vision was blurry, but I knew that voice anywhere. “You’re…Venita…” Softly callused hands wrapped around mine.

“Yes, I’m here, Landon.”

“I don’t understand…” I tried to get up but felt dizzy.

“No, don’t get up! Please, just stay down and rest. Do you want something? Water?” She wa