Chapter 107

ATLAS The moment I realised the chains rattling behind me weren’t mine, a sharp pulse of dread stabbed through my chest. My hands were shaking as I shoved open the pack hall doors, the cold stone floor failing miserably to calm me down. I had thought I was smart. That I could “help” Carmella and Sienna, that following their plan would bring me closer to Valentina, once more, and it would fix everything. And now… now I felt my stomach twist in nausea. And so—I had kidnapped Valentina. And not for justice, not for protection, but for nothing except a twisted promise of approval. Her absence hit me like a hammer the instant the dungeon door closed. No defiant smirk, no piercing eyes. Nothing... Just a silent echo in my mind where her heartbeat should have been. I staggered against the wall, hand pressed to my forehead, my heart hammering in my chest like it would tear free. “She’s alive,” I muttered to myself. “She has to be… she has to be.” A soft scuff behind me made me whip around. Car