Chapter 13

The news came as a shock to me, leaving a cold, sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Five years ago, in that fateful accident, my wolf had been gravely injured and had fallen into a deep, unshakable slumber. I had spent years grieving the loss of a part of myself, my soul, my other half who would have helped me in a lot of ways even today, it was hard for me accepting that she might never wake again. But now, with Evelyn’s sudden return, another disturbing truth had surfaced—her wolf was injured too. How is that possible? Why is everything getting so confusing? What detail am I missing from five years ago? I am certain I wasn’t involved in any way but things are getting hazy now. And that wasn’t all. The mark that had mysteriously vanished from my body had reappeared—on hers. Coincidence? No. This was too precise, too calculated and all of this started happening when she arrived. The pieces of the puzzle were beginning to align, forming a horrifying picture. But before I could thi