Chapter 170

CHAPTER 14… ANDRES Valentina was trembling in my arms, her veins still lit like molten silver, her breath uneven, her wolves too loud inside her body and I could feel each roar of them. I held her tighter than I should, maybe — but I needed the reminder she was real. Alive and breathing. Czer paced beneath my skin like a caged hurricane. ‘Mate is changing,’ he snarled. ‘She is becoming something we do not understand.’ He sounded scared, insecure of what's gonna happen. “I know,” I muttered under my breath, pulling Valentina closer, my chin brushing the top of her head. “We’ll understand it together.” But the lie was bitter. Because I didn’t understand anything, and every step forward made me feel like the ground was collapsing under us. Luciano had gone quiet in my arms, his small face soft, his breaths gentle — nothing like the silver-eyed ancient being that had spoken through him moments earlier. ‘Mother of the Bridge…’ The words echoed in my head, sharp and wrong. Bridges weren’t ho