ASHER'S POV
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I lay in bed, bandages tight around my arm, pain throbbing with every heartbeat. The tent was quiet, but my head screamed with Lila’s absence. Eli, my wolf, growled low, feeling her loss like a wound.
My dad, Alpha Enzo, sat beside me, his face heavy with worry. He tried to comfort me, his hand on my shoulder. But nothing could fill the emptiness where Lila should be.
“Lila,” I whispered, my voice cracking. The mate bond was faint, barely a flicker. I felt hollow, like half of me was gone.
Enzo’s voice was soft, steady. “You’ll heal, Asher, and we’ll get her back.” His words didn’t reach the ache in my chest.
I failed her, let Darius take her. My arm burned, but losing her hurt worse. I’d never forgive myself for that night.
Eli stirred, his voice sharp in my mind
