ELSA'S POV
Saving Elijah and the pack left me drained. I wasn't dead, but I couldn't move. I lost consciousness, and my spirit disappeared from the other realm where I had gone to save Elijah, and I thought it was my end. But I wasn't sad; I was only worried. I worried about my mate and everyone else.
The fact that even as my end drew closer and death was glaring me in the eyes, all I could think about was if Elijah was safe made me realize how much I loved him. I was ready to die for him, but right now I hoped not to die because that would leave his heart broken and make him feel like it was his fault. I can still remember the pain in his eyes when he saw me fall and lose consciousness trying to save him.
As my spirit drifted away, I tried my best to hold on. I didn't want to die. I w
