I barely sleep the whole night. Every time I close my eyes, I see her face. I see the way she looked three years ago when she begged me to believe her. When I saw the tears in her eyes. When I hurt her.
Fuck, it feels like history repeating itself, all over again.
I promised I’d never hurt her again. Swore it with everything in me. And yet here we are. Once again, she’s in pain and it’s all my fucking fault.
My eyes burn, dry and raw like sandpaper, but sleep won’t come. Knox hasn’t been quiet all night. He’s been howling, pacing, and clawing at the walls of my mind.
“We need to go to her,” he keeps growling. “We can’t leave her alone like this.”
I don’t need him to tell me that. Every gust of wind, every crack of thunder outside, and every flash of lightning that tore across the night sky, I knew it was her. It was her pain.
Her emotions were rippling through so violently that nature bent under it. It’s like that day when she destroyed almost half the forest, but this time it was worse. For a moment it felt like nature was going to devour the whole world, under her command.
I rake a hand through my hair, dragging myself up from the bed. My body feels heavy, but the emptiness inside is worse. I cannot feel her because she’s blocked our bond, and that’s killing me. Tearing me from the inside out.
The guilt sits like acid in my stomach. Even with the blocked bond, I can almost feel her pain. Like a phantom ghost that hunts my heart. I can’t see it, but I sure as hell can feel it.
Knox huffs low in my mind. “You should’ve gone after her again. Stayed there. Broken down the door if you had to.”
I grab a towel and head for the shower. “And then what, Knox? Scare her more? She didn’t want to see me.”
“She’s our mate,” he snarls, furious. “Our mate was crying, and we just..."
“I fucking know that.” My voice cracks, echoing off the tiles as I step under the cold water. “But imposing on her would only make her hate us more.”
The water does little to calm me. It just slides down my skin, washing nothing away.
“How the hell do we fix this?” he whispers, and I’m not sure if he’s talking to me or himself.
My jaw clenches, my hands fisting. “I’ll start by finding her. By showing her that you’re not walking away this time.”
I’ve given her the whole night to herself, and now I’m going after her. I won’t relent. I won’t fucking give up. Not until she gives in. Not until it fucking sinks in that she’s mine and she’s the only one for me.
“And what about Lola?” He asks.
I stay silent for a moment before answering, “She’s not our fucking priority right now. Sadie is… Lola can burn in hell for all I care.”


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