The freezing, torrential rain felt like thousands of needles piercing through the thin midnight-blue silk of Avery’s soaked gown. She remained on her knees in the mud of the western gate, her hands trembling as she stared at the empty gravel driveway. The taillights of the black SUV had long dissolved into the thick midnight fog, carrying a broken, powerless Jake straight into the clutches of his tyrannical father.
The image of Jake’s eyes—the dull gray shade of his fading emerald fire, the silent, agonizing heartbreak of his final look—shattered something deep inside Avery's chest. Her inner wolf was pacing frantically behind her ribs, howling in absolute, permanent despair at the monstrous betrayal she had just committed against her fated mate.
Click.
The sharp, distinct sound of an u
