The Bargain

Elira

I walk away from the pack house, the stone walls behind me echoing with the harsh words that cut much deeper than claws. Every single step feels heavier than the very last, as if the earth itself violently wants to pull me down and truly keep me there forever.

Intense pain twists in my chest until breathing feels exactly like swallowing sharp glass, my scar intensely burning like fire now, my wrist throbbing with the constant sting of Wane’s blood bond.

I do not instantly ...