Chapter 590: The Loss Of A Mate

Violet woke groggily, hurting like hell. The last thing she remembered was the explosion and the fiery flames engulfed them whole. She jerked upright, only to feel a crushing weight pinning her down.

"Ugh..." she groaned, pain tearing through every part of her body. It hurt to move even a finger, not to mention dust clogged her throat and eyes, making it hard to see.

Violet coughed until her lungs burned, wiping grit from her lashes. The morning should have been bright, yet smoke turned everything a choking twilight.

Then she saw what held her down. It wasn’t a thing, but a person.

Griffin Hale.

He had thrown himself over her, shielding her from the blast. But he wasn’t lucky because Iron beams from a shattered pillar jutted through his chest. His eyes were closed, his face slack.

"No, no, no..." Violet’s voice broke as she tried to shove him off, but he was too heavy.

"Somebody help!" she screamed. There was no answer, just fire, rubble, and silence. Not one atom of life.

She tried to tap into the bond, but it was gone. Cold emptiness met her when she reached for Alaric. Her lightning prince was nowhere to be seen, probably buried beneath the rubble. She knew instinctively what that meant and a great wail left her lips.

It felt like a great fusion had split her soul into two. The pain was so raw she wanted to die with it.

"No..." Violet screamed, the sorrow choking her. She couldn’t live without her mates. No, she might as well die with them.

inside her. The elements mourned with her. The wind picked up, pebbles lifting and spinning; the temperature climbed until the air simmered. It

as Violet rose to her feet, floating in midair, still screaming in agony. Blood, not tears, streaked her

froze. Debris hung midair, fire turned to glass, and the sound vanished. Violet’s


out of the stillness, walking toward her

drew closer, step by step, until it stopped right in front of her. Then slender hands lifted the hood, and a cascade of raven-black hair spilled

daughter," the woman said, bowing her head in

never met the woman in person, but Alice’s face was famous enough across the East pack to be

wreckage around them. "I see you received my

frowned, glancing at the

what will come to pass, unless you stop

building in her chest. "Wait, are you saying this

no time to send a proper warning. Only you would understand the gravity of

burning her eyes. "I’m about to

"Everyone will

Violet demanded, rage in

are already inside the North pack. I bought you a sliver of time, but what you do with it is up to you." Her gaze sharpened. "Be warned,


stomach knotted in dread. "Whose death?" Griffin and Alaric’s lifeless forms still haunted

you this, I’ve already shifted the course of events. But remember, to whom much is given, much is

I supposed to do in so little

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