Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Two

It felt surreal-the blood on the sheets, the body-Alexander. I couldn't process any of it.

"No!" I cried.

Foolish, foolish girl.

I held him. “You can't die, please, you can't die. I'm here, look at me, open your eyes, dammit!"

I had never felt this afraid, not even when I received news that my father had passed.

Soon, I heard footsteps approaching-the door was still open. They were coming to find the source of the noise. I hadn't even realized how loudly I had been screaming.

"I didn't mean to... She said she wouldn't kill him."

More people gathered, and soon, our room was crowded, every face frozen in shock.

A hand pressed against my back-Phil. He was saying something, but I couldn't understand him. Austin was there too, along with some of the other advisors.

A woman stepped forward.

have to

snarl. "Don't touch him...

in my voice because she stepped back immediately-so did some of

have to let them take him." Austin said, trying to

"No!" I growled.

to help. They're not taking him from you, but just they need to see if they can save him," Phil

will heal him, right? He

them. Pack soldiers led the crowds away, and I

"What happened?" Keith asked.

All of you. Get

And they did.

Guilt.

have been stronger; I could have fought her compulsion and followed after her, but

me. I killed him; I caused this because I was weak. One would think all those years of training

to live without Alexander; I wouldn't be able

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the blood-stained sheets would forever haunt me. I could still

me." I whispered to the empty room. I had never realized how alone and lonely I was. The few people I trusted had ended up being traitors; he was all

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