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.

a loss of what to do. They were grieving for their grandchildren and now it seemed like

it. I wondered how his ex was coping. I knew she left a while ago and I half expected her to turn up, but nothing. Almost like

never understood how a mother could leave her children

grab the bottle, he lets me take it. Which was progress in itself.

you

His chin drops to his chest and in seconds, snores vibrate through the foyer as drool creeps out the corner

locked like he hadn't shaved in a while. I groan and try to pull him up. His dead weight just slips

Less than a second later, the office door opens. Danes’ eyes fall on Eric and I watch his shoulders

could remember. Yet he didn't know how to help Eric.

to me as he crouches in

= Neah curled up asleep. A stack of books like the ones Klaus had

give me

and Dane is

other arm around my shoulders. "Where are we taking him?" “Just into the

need to find a way to help him, Dane. He

well as I do, he will burn

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