Chapter 183 Two days feels like a hell of a lot more like two years as I wake on the day of Kyra’s pending arrival. I have done everything to occupy my mind and lycan from bathing incessantly to going for runs and training. Merikh has always been the better
Chapter 182 *Hayes* My heart pumps fury through my veins as I enter pack territory, soaring through the trees, waiting for the border warriors to catch my scent. I have looked for six long days and there is nothing of Kyra anywhere. Nothing but the memory of her and the
Chapter 181 not until I look down at him I realize he is watching me with curious, sad eyes. Every scream goes unheard as the wind rips away my cries for Hayes and demands to be put down. My throat is dry and sore and my lips cracked from the
Chapter 180 *Kyra* “Are you sure you know where you are going?” I ask Hayes for the one millionth time over the last three days. His muscles are tense, every step making them flex as if he is in pain. He has taken minimal breaks, stopping only to allow me
Chapter 179 Kyra’s lips purse as she breathes softly through them, her hair still caked to her forehead and cheeks from where she was sweating. I want nothing more than to sweep the strands from her face, caressing her still flushed skin. But I hold back, refusing to allow myself
Chapter 178 *Hayes* I push the fabric away from her leg, fighting her as she tries to squirm away. She is fading in and out of delirium, unable to differentiate reality from wishful dreams. There is no open injury on her leg, no bone cutting through her skin or breaking
Chapter 177 *Kyra* “It still has an umbilical cord…” I whisper, dragging myself closer to the sweet-looking baby, ignoring the way my leg seems to hurt worse than it did. “What does that mean?” Hayes asks, his brows furrowed and lips pressed tightly together as he assesses the tiny little
Chapter 176 Kyra rolls her eyes and sighs heavily. “Look, you are the one making this difficult at every step if the way, Hayes. Not me.” She groans, her level of annoyance at an all-time high. “You make it seem like it is intentional.” I grunt and she growls, yanking
Chapter 175 *Hayes* “What do you want to do with him?” Teiran asks, tipping his chin toward the now grunting ball of roots. Ezrah has regained some strength, it appears, as he screams in fury and tries to escape. “I am more concerned with the dead guy over there.” I
Chapter 174 shelter she made for him, but a quick look satisfies my fears he may escape. I crawl on my stomach toward Flora, my broken leg dragging behind me as I groan in pain. Flora looks drained, her chest heaving up and down wildly as she kneels slumped forward,
Chapter 173 *Kyra* “I know what you are thinking.” Flora chimes from behind me. It takes every ounce of me to only roll my eyes and not let out an annoyed groan. We are supposed to be moving in silence, but I suppose I did this to myself by taking
Chapter 172 *Hayes* Nothing like a cold shoulder for an entire week of trudging through woods with no trail and the air thick with tension. And I don’t mean just between Kyra and me, but everyone and this Fae chick who trudges along, threatening to string us up in the
Chapter 171 Hayes clutches to me, his body shaking as his hand drifts up to my hair, cupping the back of my head and tucking me to his shoulder. Teiran moves toward the ball of roots, rearing back his fist as he roars in anger and hammers through it. Wood
Chapter 170 *Kyra* “Oh fuck. No, no, no!” Hayes mutters behind me as I rush toward Teiran. My legs feel weak and my arms shaky as I try to climb the tree to get him down. “Leave him!” The wood fae screams, but I ignore her. What she doesn’t know
Chapter 169 “He is baiting us.” Teiran gruffs, looking around for something more than the few droplets that linger on the ground. “Or it’s someone else.” I mutter, focused on the way the blood seems different. Pinker, almost like paint from the store in shades lighter than blood red. “Both
Chapter 168 *Hayes* Dean frowns, a heavy sigh escaping him as he places his hands on his hips and weighs what I have told him. “And you think it’s a good idea?” He asks, finally looking up. “No, but I think it’s our best option.” I admit. “Is it ideal?
Chapter 167 Everyone sits and stares at Teiran, Nisha’s eyes sizing him up with unbridled curiosity. Dean clears his throat, waiting for Hayes to say something, anything. But he doesn’t. Instead, he stands and turns to walk away. “Hayes,” Koda hisses, causing Hayes to stop, look over his shoulder uninterested,
Chapter 166 *Kyra* I scoff, giving Hayes’ chest a gentle shove. How long have I waited for him to want me? How long did I grieve and now he thinks his words, his empty, useless words, are going to what? Make me swoon? My lycan craves him. Hell, all of
Chapter 165 “Exiled or not, I don’t trust you.” I tell him plainly. He nods in understanding, looking over at Kyra, who gives him an arched brow and a smirk. What, they have inside jokes already? “I told you.” She says quietly, causing me to drag my tongue over my
Chapter 164 *Hayes* I spin around as Marcos screams, my eyes growing wide as heat barrels down at me. Instinct tells me to dive, but that deep-seated self hatred grips me, keeping me in place. I slip my eyes closed, ready to take the full brunt of the flames as