Chapter 140

-Maya's POV-

A searing pain ripped through me, a jolt of white-hot agony that stole the breath from my lungs. The world spun wildly, smoke and fire blurring my vision. My ears were filled with a deafening ringing that drowned out all other sounds.

Through the haze of pain, a primal fear gnawed at the edges of my consciousness. My children. Where were they? Astrangled cry escaped my lips as I tried to move, to reach out and find them but my body refused to obey. Every muscle screamed in protest, each movement a monumental effort. I was trapped, a prisoner in a cage of my own flesh and bone.

A choked sob escaped my lips, a raw sound of despair that echoed in the echoing silence.

Had I failed?

Had I not been fast enough?

Just as despair threatened to consume me, a sliver of movement caught my eye. A figure emerged from the smoke-filled haze. I let out a humorless laugh in my head. Ivan had come to finish it once and for all but then strong arms scooped me up, a gentle yet firm hold that cradled me against a solid chest. Through the haze of pain and confusion, a familiar scent registered in my brain, grounding me momentarily. Recognition bloomed - Alex. Relief washed over me, a weak and tepid wave, but relief nonetheless.

But the relief was short-lived, overshadowed by a more pressing concern. "The twins..." I rasped, the words scraping like sandpaper against my raw throat. "Where are they?"

His face, illuminated by the flickering flames, contorted in a mixture of relief and pain. But his voice held a sliver of hope. "They're alright, Amaya. Chistian got them out."

Those words were a balm to my soul, a flicker of light in the encroaching darkness. They were safe. That was all that mattered. But even as the relief washed over me, a new wave of panic surged through me. My body felt heavy, impossibly heavy, and a searing pain radiated from every limb.

I tried to move, to turn and see for myself, but my muscles wouldn't cooperate. I suddenly couldn't feel anything yet I could feel the intense pain at thesame time. I really don't know how it made sense but it did.

"Amaya?" Alex's voice sounded strained, laced with a growing sense of urgency. "Can you hear me?"

I tried to nod, to offer some form of reassurance, but even that simple movement proved to be too much. A wave of dizziness washed over me, the edges of my vision blurring. "Don't worry," He murmured even though I hardly heards him above the crackling flames. "We'll get you out of here. Just hold on."

His words were a lifeline, a fragile thread of hope that kept me tethered to consciousness. But the darkness was closing in, the edges of the world fading into an inky oblivion. The last thing I registered before succumbing to the darkness was Alex's face hovering above mine, his eyes filled with something I had never seen before- fear.

And then, oblivion.

A gasp tore from my throat, the sound raw and ragged. My body lurched upwards, propelled by a primal urge to escape, to find them. But the movement sent a jolt of searing pain lancing through every limb, slamming me back down onto the bed with a strangled cry.

into focus, the harsh fluorescent lights adding to the pulsing ache in my head. Slowly, the horrifying events of the warehouse came rushing back-the explosion, the blinding flash of light, the searing heat,

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soothing voice cut through the rising tide of

source of the voice, my gaze landing on Natalia, who sat

concern.

and Nate..." I

out, gently squeezing my hand. "They're safe, Amaya. They're being checked over by the doctors, but they didn't sustain any

weight of fear that had been constricting my chest. A weak

long have I been out?"

beating from the blast. The doctors said you're lucky to

like an eternity. So much had happened, yet everything felt like a blur. Images flickered

I managed to ask, a new wave

masked it with a reassuring smile. "He's a little banged up, but nothing major. He's been here, by your side, ever

the moon goddess knows but it didn't matter right now because everything was fine but just as I was about to drift back to sleep, a flicker of

attention.

Everything wasn't alright.

unease shot through me, dispelling the remnants of drowsiness. I struggled to sit up straighter, my voice hoarse as I

immediate, yet evasive. "It's nothing. Go back to sleep,

her attempts to conceal the truth. "You're lying," I pressed, my voice stronger now.

sound heavy with unspoken worry. "It's

for action. "You said he was fine," I reminded her, a sliver of fear creeping into my

while he was in his wolf form... well, when he died, by whatever miracle he was

to process her words. "What?" I

nodded grimly. "I overheard him tell Christian that he

wasn't able to shift for four years," I countered, a flicker of hope sparking within me. "I'm

still feel your wolf, she was trapped inside

with the force of a tidal wave. His wolf couldn't just be gone. He was an alpha,

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Chapter 140

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