Chapter 0192

Raven

Every single day I sat and waited. Thirty days and still nothing. Complete radio silence. Not a single link, nothing, but he was still alive. I lean back against the stairs, letting it dig into my back as I close my eyes trying to force a line between us to open

"Why won't it work?!" I snap at midnight. My sanity was holding on by a thread.

You know why." She mutters back, just as frustrated.

"Well that's a fucking stupid reason.” I shouldn't have to mark him to be able to link him. He had already claimed me.

She nods her head in agreement. It doesn't make me feel any better. In fact, it was just a reminder of how different we are. A Lycan and a Wolf. I'm sure my parents must be turning in their grave. Three children, all mated to Lycans. Even worse, I had been mated to two.

I wish they were still here to see how you had turned out.” Midnight whispers softly. ‘I'm sure they would be pleased.’ I knew mum would. She was the reason I became a pack doctor.

I sigh and push myself up, pleased when my leg doesn’t cramp. It was getting there, but still had a long way to go. I still walked with a limp, and the pain wasn’t constant. Maybe I would be walking properly by the time Damien got home

Just as I'm on my feet, Eric tumbles in through the front door. A bottle of half drunk whisky hanging from his hand. The liquid swirls as he struggles to stay upright. He frowns as some sloshes onto the floor.

weeks ago and even his parents were at a loss of what to do. They were grieving for their grandchildren and now it

along with most of the pack members but his grief was heavy and he just couldn't see a way through it. I wondered how his ex was coping.

understood how a mother could leave her children behind while

take it. Which was progress in itself.

are you looking for

slipping down the door frame until he hits the floor with a thud. His chin drops to his chest and in seconds, snores

in a while. I groan and try to pull him up. His dead weight just slips

than a second later, the office door opens. Danes’ eyes

as I could remember. Yet he didn't know how to help Eric. None of us

me as he crouches in front of

onto the small table near his office. A quick glance N through the office door and I see = Neah curled up asleep. A stack of

give me

pull my eyes away and Dane is lifting Eric off the

pull Eric's other arm around my shoulders. "Where are we taking

way to help him, Dane.

do, he will burn it off in less than

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