Chapter 152


    The tears continue to fall, dampening my face and my neck, down into the cotton of the nightgown, but


    I am frozen.


    That voice.


    So familiar, yet so foreign.


    A pressure. Against the inside of my chest.


    I bring my hand up over my heart.


    My wolf


    My wolf is within me.


    Unbound. Alive.


    Aforting, filling presence soplete, I have no idea how I lived without her until now.


    But there’s something else.


    A longing, a tugging.


    An invisible force urging me to chase after Aaron and be with him, no matter what.


    Something soul deep that cannot be exined.


    Are we…mated?


    But when?


    How?


    1 force my mind into those broken, violent memories, trying to clearly recall what happened.


    Liam.


    Betrayal.


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    Blood. so much blood.


    James, begging me to stay alive.


    Telling him to save the baby-


    My son


    My hands drop to my stomach.


    My t stomach.


    No sign I ever carried that tiny life inside me at all.


    In that moment, everything else bes inconsequential as I force myself up to unsteady feet and


    rush out of the room.


    I have to know.


    I need to know what happened to our son.


    I arrive at the bottom of the stairs and almost run headlong into James, who catches me before I can


    go down.


    He stares at me with worry in his eyes.


    “Whoa, Leah, take it easy. When did you wake up? You shouldn’t be out of bed.”


    I pull out of his steadying hold, my chest heaving as I try to catch my breath.


    “Where did Aaron go?” I demand.


    In my chest, my wolf is bristling, not liking the distress I’m in, ready to burst out and protect me from


    whatever this world throws at


    me.


    It’s a weird feeling, but aforting one.


    “Your eyes-“James says instead, and I realize they must be glowing gold from my wolf being so close


    to the surface.


    “Where is Aaron?” I bite out, not knowing if this newfound aggression is my wolf, or the wra th of a


    mother missing her child.


    James takes a step back from me, as if expecting the worst.