Page 41 of Wolf's Endgame

Kris’s hands were in his hair. “We’re fucked.”

“And Kezia is in even more danger out there alone,” I added. “Because he won’t rest if she’s free. She’s your sister, so she’s your weakness.” She was mine too, but I saw her brother’s eyes harden, his jaw clenched.

“Yeah, she is.” He began to pace. “Fuck it all to hell.”

The study was once more in total silence until the shaman snorted in a most undignified manner. “Well, there will be none of that. Alpha Cannon, isn’t it time you found your mate?”

CHAPTER 11

Kezia

It felt like I was encased in mud.

No. Mud wasn’t right, it was heavier than mud. The feeling clung to my skin, weighing me down.

Everything was muffled.

Sensation lost.

Touch forgotten.

Again and again, I pushed to reach the surface of whatever it was that was forcing me down, but as hard as I tried, I couldn’t climb any higher.

I needed to breathe.

Where was the air?

What was suffocating me?

Struggling to know what was happening, fighting to escape this feeling of helplessness, I blacked out.

Where am I?

Opening my eyes, I saw only blackness.

Maybe your eyes are still shut?

I tried to look again. It was the same blackness. Placing my fingers on my eyelids, I checked to see if my eyes were shut.

I felt nothing.

I felt everything.

What the actual fuck is happening?

I was flying.

I can fly?

No, you idiot, you can’t fly. Great, now I was answering my own questions. And now you’re just talking to yourself.

I waited. Quietly. No voices.

Not even mine.

It definitely felt like I was flying.

Soaring.

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