Alexander
I could probably count on one hand the amount of times that my heart had been filled with absolute fear. The type of fear that burned in your gut and wrenched at your heart until you wanted to throw up. The type of fear that crippled you.
The moment that Rosalie’s perfect red locks disappeared from my sight, apparently into nothingness, the fear began to set in.
Our mate connection had gone dead. I couldn’t reach her through our mind link, nor could I sense her in the near area. It was like she was never there to start with. Sheer panic seized me.
In the moments that followed, we were greeted with nothing but silence. The moors had fallen eerily quiet. Gone were the great thundering booms that echoed the open space with each flash of lightening. Gone were the strange shadows
