chapter 49. Echoes

BELLE “Elijah,” I said again, “what’s wrong?” Elijah’s face had turned as pale as a sheet of paper. I couldn’t tell if it was his wolf or his human side that was upset, based on the rapid change of colors in his eyes. Either way, whatever had just been told to him through mind-link—communicated to him through his brain—could not be good. I tried approaching him when he didn’t answer. The pain I was feeling suddenly didn’t matter; it was quickly being replaced by worry. Elijah growled when I approached and took a step away, putting a fair number of feet between us. My brows knitted together. “Kyle,” Elijah breathed out heavily. My heart dropped. “What?” I asked frantically, “is something wrong with Kyle? How do you know?” Elijah shook his head rapidly, grabbing onto his hair in tight shifts. It was obvious now that he was trying to rein in his wolf. Was this what it looked like to be fully mated and know that your mate was hurt? He looked like he was in a lot of p