Ava's POV
Nothing reached me.
Not Dylan trying to soothe me with promises, not Emma bringing steaming bowls of broth, coaxing me to eat like a wounded pup, not Nora staying beside me day and night.
Not Richard arriving with fruit, trying to pretend things could still be normal.
None of it stirred a reaction. My wolf lay silent inside me. I later found out from Nora and Richard that Laura was still alive. She did not die, even though she attempted suicide.
My wolf snarled in disgust. Just how far was she willing to go to destroy me?
Days passed like fog, until the twenty-fourth. The day everything was meant to end.
I changed clothes and left without telling anyone. Slipped away while they thought I was resting.
I called a cab and rode toward the Jackson estate.
Even though it was a
