Declan's POV
"There's more, Declan," Andy insisted, his voice trembling. "Elena's mother must have had another plan. We need to-"
"Enough!" I roared, my patience snapping like a brittle twig. In an instant, I had Andy pinned against the cave wall, my hand around his throat. His eyes widened in fear as I squeezed, my wolf howling for blood.
Mia's voice cut through the red haze of my rage. "Brother, we need him alive."
I growled, my fingers itching to crush Andy's windpipe. But she was right. Reluctantly, I released him, watching as he slumped to the ground, gasping for air.
The cave walls seemed to close in on me, the magical barrier mocking my inability to reach Elena. Frustration and anger boiled in my veins, and before I knew what I was doing, words I didn't recognize spilled from m
