(Xeraphina’s POV)
The cave, more like a tunnel, never ends. I feel weak, the blood loss getting to me as I try to keep pushing forward. Maybe I was dead, that would make since on why I couldn’t connect with my counterparts. Then why would I feel weak though? I should feel at peace and not be able to bleed. So, I couldn’t be dead then. Definitely not dead.
“Xeraphina? Are you alright?” Xavier asked as he placed his hand on my shoulder. I jumped slightly, causing my head to hit a rock. Damn it. I felt the pain shoot through me, and I was ready to scream in annoyance. Why could nothing go my way? My whole life had to be a struggle and for what?
For my brother to be hurt by his mate so I had to take his pain? For my mother to start treating me as if I wasn’t her pup, just like the rest o
