Lily’s pov.

“Mine! My mate!” Someone roars, making Midnight go rigid. My body also tenses not quite able to defend myself, when all of a sudden I feel Sapphire's presence in my mind.

‘Lily,’ she says softly, ‘our mate is near.’

Creed? He’s near?

I take a couple of steps forward when Midnight grabs the back of my shirt, I turn towards her and see that her face is soaked with tears.

“Don’t go,” she whispers quietly, choking on her words.

“But-“ I start to say, ...