Chapter 600
Riley’s POV
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My heart clenched so hard it felt like it might tear apart.
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“Lucien, are you alright? Don’t-don’t waste your strength on me! I’m nothing but a cripple. I’m not worth this!”
But he didn’t answer, or maybe he couldn’t. He only held me tighter, his body pressed against mine, shielding me from the crushing storm of stone and mud.
In that suffocating darkness, every breath was ragged, every heartbeat sharp in my ears. I could feel his heart against me-strong at first, steady as an Alpha’s-but then weaker… slower.
“No…” Tears blurred my eyes. Guilt crashed over me harder than the landslide. If not for me, Lucien would never have been dragged into this. He’d never have been broken beneath this mountain.
“Lucien Duskgrave, you can’t die! You promised me-you said you’d stay by my side!” My voice cracked, swallowed by thunder and the grinding avalanche.
His lips brushed my ear. A whisper, so faint I almost imagined it.
“Don’t… be afraid…”
Then nothing. His body went still against mine.
Terror flooded me. The kind that claws and tears, that drowns the soul. I screamed for help, the sound raw and frantic, but no one answered. Only the storm, only the weight, only silence.
The mud pressed tighter. The air thinned. My lungs burned, my head spun, and the world around me began to fade. My last thought before blackness took me was his face-his eyes, his strength, his vow to protect me.
And then there was nothing.
I woke to the sting of antiseptic.
Before my eyes even opened, I knew the scent: hospitals. The sharp, sterile tang of death fought back with human tools. My chest seized, memory slamming back-the landslide, Lucien’s body over mine, the weight of stone, his heartbeat weakening.
I snapped my eyes open. White ceiling. White walls. Machines chirping steadily like false heartbeats.
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Selene seemed to see the rage in my heart. She just sneered, “Don’t even think about shifting. I know you have a white wolf, and now you have got your kidney back. I’ve been planning for a long time to find this perfect time. Now that you’re at your weakest, it’s time to make you pay the price.”
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