When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 397 The Sky About to Change

Waylon sucked in another rough breath.

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He stared out toward the distant sky, then clapped Flynn heavily on the shoulder. His voice was low and grave, each word deliberate. “Flynn, if my suspicions are right, then the sky over Ocean City is about to change. Chaos is coming.”

Flynn’s expression grew grim.

He didn’t want to believe it, but deep down he knew his father was right.

“Dad, don’t worry. I’ll guard Ocean City. We’ll wait here until Baron brings Natalie back.”

“You have my thanks.”

Waylon patted his son’s shoulder once more before retreating into his study. Flynn knew he was reporting Rachel’s treachery to the authorities.

Natalie, meanwhile, had no idea that her disappearance had drawn so many powers out to the open sea.

She sat beside Beth, who was bleeding heavily, her face pale. “Do you want me to ask Kasen for some medicine to stop the bleeding? At this rate, you won’t last until the auction.”

Natalie wasn’t especially sympathetic toward Beth.

Everyone trapped here had their own past, their own darkness. Even if Beth was only here for her son’s sake, Natalie didn’t consider them allies.

Their earlier cooperation had been nothing but necessity.

She still didn’t know what fate awaited her.

hopes on Beth. Even if Beth had managed to send

want Beth to die right

death had already shaken her too much—she couldn’t watch another person’s life slip

moment, Natalie missed Baron

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color. She could

wolf’s jaws. She couldn’t endure more torment, and she

Natalie’s worried gaze–even if it was only partly

shook her head. “No. I won’t

bleeding?” Natalie pressed,

voice. “There is. Burn some tobacco, use the ashes to cover the wound.

an

cigarettes and a lighter from Beth’s pocket, fumbling

determination behind the awkward motions making her

so long since anyone

Natalie’s concern wasn’t pure sympathy–even if it was partly fear of being left alone- Beth’s heart was still

for so long, numb to what life should feel like, even this small flicker of warmth was almost too much to

Natalie didn’t notice.

cared about keeping Beth

Beth survived, there was still a buffer of safety, still time for

mimic how others smoked, took a

with the tear–streaked, fragile look on her