Chapter 122 Kill Me
Chapter 122 Kill Me
CADE
She wasn’t here.
I tore through the cabin in my wolf form, claws ripping through floorboards, shelves shattered, every drawer came in harsh snarls, teeth bared as I stormed
verturned, every comer destroyed. My breath through the place like a beast gone mad.
But she wasn’t here.
“Where is she?! Bethany’s voice cracked in my head. She was behind me, her breathing ragged, her human form trembling. She’s not in the cabin. She’s not here.
But her scent was everywhere, mingled with Tessa’s.
So, they had to be here recently, Which meant that they must be near. The broken window was a sign of their struggle to escape.
My paws crushed the already broken glass as I turned sharply, rage flaring so hot it burned in my chest. 1 couldn’t breathe.
She was so close.
Arden.
My mind screamed her name over and over again.
Just then, another wolf burst through the brush. I recognized him instantly,
Rowan
His jaw clenched. My eyes narrowed.
“You came.”
‘You’re being a damn menace, he growled through the link. You wouldn’t let this go if I don’t come.”
“Then help me find them. They’re not here. But they were. Her scent’s fresh with a strong trail. Let’s head. different directions. You take the high ridge. I’ll follow the creek.”
He nodded once, and without another word, we moved.
Bethany scrambled up onto my back, clutching my fur, and I ran. I ran like the ground couldn’t hold me. Like the sky might fall if I didn’t reach her in time.
Every muscle screamed.
Every breath was fire.
I didn’t have it in me to stop.
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Chapter 122 Kill Me
Please be safe. Please be safe. Please be safe.
Just then, the necklace around Bethany’s neck began to glow dark red
“Cade,” Bethany whispered, muffled by the wind. Still, I heard it clearly.
I didn’t need her to say anything more
A growl ripped from my throat as I lunged forward, faster than I ever had in my life.
Arden.
My Arden.
She couldn’t be gone. She couldn’t.
Not after everything,
When Honey came home, regressed and with no inemories, I felt like I lost someone. I didn’t know what to do with myself. I hoped I could have protected her like she had protected me.
Even now, a part of me felt like I had failed.
No matter how hard I tried to deny it–it shattered me, broke me into a thousand unrecognizable pieces.
But if Arden
If Arden-
No.
It would destroy me.
It would kill what little was left that she, herself, built.
Because Arden wasn’t just a girl.
She wasn’t just a promise.
She was my fight.
She was my chance at being whole again.
WAS
She made me feel again. Like I mattered. Like I wasn’t just some walking sear of guilt and fury.
Without her, I’d go feral.
Without her, I was nothing.
And somehow… somehow, it was like my legs knew where she was before I did.
Bethany didn’t hesitate. She ran to Arden, collapsing beside her with a gasp of horror. I caught her scent and something foreign, something wrong, coating Arden’s skin. It was the scent of poison.
Mr. Winters stood there, chest heaving, blood smeared down his shoulder where my claws had slashed him in passing. But he didn’t look like a man in pain. No, he looked amused.
I growled low, the sound rumbling in my chest like thunder. My claws dug into the soil, my fur bristling as I crouched lower.
“You can’t kill me,” he spat, eyes wide and twisted. “Not unless you want them both to die.”

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