COLTON POV
THREE WEEKS LATER
I woke up to the wrong face.
Not Raven. Never Raven.
Mara was sitting beside my bed. A healer I barely knew. She was holding my hand and looked exhausted, the kind of tired that comes from watching someone refuse to wake up.
“Welcome back” She said quietly. “You’ve been gone for a while.”
“How long?” My voice sounded ruined, even to me.
“Three weeks.”
Three weeks of darkness. Three weeks of nothing.
Three weeks that Raven had spent in Costa Rica, if the pitying looks were anything to go by. Everyone seemed to know. Everyone seemed careful around me, like I might shatter if they spoke too loudly.
“She left.” I said. Not a question.
Mara’s mouth tightened. “Yes. She left.”
She had rejected me in front of the entire pack and then fled the country like
