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“Dawn, please. Please, listen to me,” I tried to call my wolf, but she felt even farther away than before, as if Elijah’s spell was already affecting her, pushing her to a deep well inside my mind. My whole body wriggled as I tried to push Gabriel away and bite his hand covering my mouth. It wasn’t possible because I was weak, weaker than ever and things were about to get even worse.
Even knowing that it was impossible because of the cuffs blocking my wolf and our powers, I called to him, “Tyler? Tyler, please! Please!” To my surprise, I could feel his presence inside my mind and it washed me over with a new wave of determination and the sweet peace of a love song. The melody broke like a beam of light cutting through Elijah’s magic; a song about Tyler, about my mum and the words
