Chapter 150

AVA POV

My parents had instilled the importance of being careful and because of this, I had never experienced anything extreme- no broken bones, no close calls, and certainly never anything as severe as burns.

But if I had ever gotten burned, I imagine the pain would feel something like what I was enduring now–only this was worse.. Much worse. It was as though every nerve in my body had been gnited, each flare of pain sharper than the last.

1 groaned, struggling to open my eyes, only for the memories to slam into me with brutal clarity.

The panic attack.

The hunters.

“There’s something you need to see.”

And then… darkness…

My eyes flew open at the thought of the hunters, panic slicing through the fog in my mind. I sat up abruptly, only to wince as the fiery ache flared even stronger, threatening to drag me back down. Forcing myself to push past it, I glanced around, preparing for the worst. Whatever the hunters had done–or wherever they had taken me—I was ready to face it.

But when my surroundings came into focus, I was met with something I hadn’t expected. Trees. Towering trees, their branches swaying lightly despite the still air. The colors were sharper than they should’ve been, almost surreal—vivid greens, browns, and the faint glow of golden light filtering through the canopy. The air was heavy but strangely fresh, carrying the faint scent of moss and damp earth.

Something about this place felt…

“You’re awake.”

Song. Or maybe not wrong. Just off.

The familiar voice pulled my attention. Turning my head, I saw Grayson standing a few feet away, his gaze fixed on me. His face was unreadable, his expression as hard as stone. I knew that look well–he had pulled his emotional walls back up, shutting me out completely.

I let out a sigh, pushing myself up to my feet. My body protested every movement, the pain coursing through me like flames licking at my skin. Grayson stepped closer, offering his hand. I hesitated, but when I reached for it, his grip was firm, steadying me as I found my balance.

“Thanks,” I muttered, brushing off the momentary vulnerability

He didn’t respond. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the forest, his posture rigid.

Clearing my throat, I gestured around us. “Where are we?”

“I don’t know,” he said flatly. His voice was almost robotic, void of any warmth. “My wolf is gone again, so you’ll need to reach out psychically and call for someone to get us out of here. We need to start moving.”

biting back the retort that sprang to mind. He was acting cold again, but now wasn’t

time?” I asked, trying to focus on the bigger

as quickly. At

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Ava,” he said

out to my wolf should’ve been easy. She had been quiet, but f assumed it was exhaustion from the chaos we’d been through. Closing my

Nothing.

was deafening.

there could feel her presence in the distance—but

don’t know what I did now, but maybe you could help me out instead of

Still nothing.

the

were

how me

something, remember?‘

Frustration bubbled over, and I snapped, ‘You can be really

rubbing my temples as the ache in my head joined the fire in my body. Grayson was watching me,

Ense

finally, exasperation lacing my

stared at me for a moment before letting out

יי

though he were trying to detach himself from the situation

you mad at me? I

interrupted sharply. His voice was ice: “Better yet, I don’t want to

temper flared. “Fine,” I snapped. “We’ll figure out how to leave this place separately because I am so sick of this back- and–forth nonsense. If something’s upsetting you, say it. Stop acting like I’m the enemy

His silence only fueled

him, but my anger was short–lived. Suddenly, I slammed into something–an invisible barrier that jolted me to a stop. Blinking in confusion, I reached out, only to feel the air resist my hand,

muttered, pushing against

!

said from behind me. His tone was calm almost detached. “I’ve already tried. You can’t pass it.” I spun to face him, glaring. “And

brushed past him, muttering under my breath. “You

feel his presence as he followed behind me. For now, all we could do was search for a way out of this strange, surreal forest. And as much as I hated to admit it, I was

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about this place felt too quiet. Too perfect. Too wrong

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