room was empty and

own, leaving only a

ies of last night felt like a raw, bleedi

cked out. It was Lyra's voice. The backlash from

ong. The door banged op

or me; he was frantic with worry, b

was attacked last night. Lyra is gravely injured, her spirit bro

ough a hundred battles to acquir

my fragile soul, to grant

cted me to take it to ease the

hand, feeling the weight of the ston

he pouch away from

f-was that annoyance

ing into that familiar, coaxin

my blood in your veins. You'll b

ht as the wind. "But Kael... I am i

he sighed, the kind of sigh a man gives when dealing with a diff

es turned white. "Tell me, Kael. Was she really i

ust for a fract

't survive. You are the kindest person I know. You took her in,

ords burst from my lips like

wouldn't try

so cold and heartless? When you were human, you would heal wounded r

into the room without knocking, her face pale with terror.

aving the woman

e, his tone hardening into an Alpha's absolute

gnize at all. Pale, hollow, broken. A bitter, m

ll you take it from

do not p

ve of words, accusations, ple

ice calm and steady. "Are you su

o dramatic! What good will a Soulstone do for you that my blood hasn't alrea

first time in three hundred y

its place was a vast

I whispered

pouch from my unresisting hand, a look o

door, remembering

ced bac

over... I will throw you the grandest cer

that, he

y shook

There would be no future.

ited lon

ay countdow