ALARIC POV
Cold air slammed into my lungs like a punch to the chest.
For a second I just stood there, breathing hard, blood still roaring in my ears from the rage, and I was already mentally savoring the taste of Chole's blood on my lips.
Then I inhaled.
Deep.
The world snapped into focus.
Aria.
Her scent clung to the ground.
Faint, probably because of all the silver she'd inhaled.
My heart squeezed thinking of Kara, that had to endure that torture once again. She was strong. She had to be.
If Chloe wanted her dead she would have killed her already in that little cell... And that certainty did nothing to calm my raging brain.
My mate was alive. For now.
My chest tightened violently as Drake surged forward, claws raking the inside of my ribs, pushing forward and urging us to f
