Alpha Inga POV
I watch as Edward walks out of the cabin with Emma in his arms, her skin deathly pale and her breathing so shallow that if not for my wolf hearing I would of sworn she was dead.
“James, grab the chains. I want to know what they are made of and then I want them destroyed. No one should have to go through this, and no one is to find out that there is a weapon out there that can hinder a goddess.” I say, to which James nods.
He walks over to the bed and pulls each chain from the floor and wall, before he wraps them around his arm and follows after Edward to the hospital.
As James leaves, I look down at Eric and I hit him a few more times before I finally stop. Eric is just lying there unmoving. Either he is out cold, or he is playing possum, not that I really care either
