Ella’s POV
Stumbling over a loose rock in the semi-darkness, Chris’s hand tightens around mine at the same time as two hands grab my waist from behind to steady me.
Clearing my throat, I hesitate, then continue forward as if I don’t notice Cory’s hands on me, which instantly drop off when I start to move again.
He seems to be taking the rejection surprisingly well. At least he hasn't said anything about it.
“We aren’t very far from the other’s now. Should be meeting up with them in a few minutes.”
Chris’s thumb rubs a small circle on the back of my hand in a reassuring way.
I will be very glad to find Ali and get the hell out of this cave to spend some time alone with my mate.
My one chosen mate.
And then hopefully Cory will be heading back to his own pack since he will no longer
