Elena
*****Early Dawn — The Ruins of Silverfang*****
The world did not feel real anymore.
I was still on the cold stone floor, Chase’s body in my arms. His blood had soaked through my clothes, warm and sticky against my skin, and I could still feel the faint weight of him like he might breathe if I just waited long enough.
But he didn’t.
The smoke from the broken hall drifted around us, mixing with the smell of ash and death.
Pieces of the shattered ceiling lay scattered everywhere. Somewhere far away, wolves were crying. Not howling…..crying.
“Chase…” I whispered again.
My hands shook as I pressed them harder against his chest, as if I could force his heart to start beating again. “You’re not allowed to do this.
You’re not allowed to leave me.”
His eyes were half-open, staring
