Chapter 287 The One Losing Control

Third Person POV

Aubrey’s head snapped up. “I refuse!”

But Henry’s resolve was iron. He extended his hand, his meaning unmistakable. “This isn’t a request, Aubrey. We’re going.”

She didn’t scream or flail. She simply stared at his hand, her voice flat as still water. “You’re sure you want to do this?”

“Absolutely.” His answer was sharp, unwavering. “Running won’t solve anything. You have to face it.” That was his creed–where you fall, you rise again. What she feared, she must confront.

In the next instant, his body swelled, bones cracking in rapid succession. In the space of a breath, a towering wolf stood where he had been–a beast cloaked in silver–gray fur, eyes burning with violet light.

radiating from him. Then his broad, muscled shoulders nudged her gently but firmly. His message was clear:

breath. Slowly, stiffly, as if part of some grim rite, she reached for the dense fur at his neck and hauled herself onto his

wasted no time. His paws struck the ground, and he shot forward like a streak of lightning, silent and unstoppable, leaving Charles’s voice and any

howled at her

remained blank, though inside, Ella’s voice whispered softly. Our mate is

lips

ran hard and fast. Within forty minutes, the old Miguel family estate


they stood before the gates. From within

sharp. “Tell me. If I go in again

Silence. Long, heavy silence.

sudden and firm.

no doubt. “Because you won’t break. You’re stronger than that. You –“his violet eyes darkened, “you’re the one who drives me insane.

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