Chapter 19
Hunter POV
Since the moment we found her, I haven’t left her side, like if I step away for even a second something will happen and I won’t be
there this time either.
When we walked into the hospital, I wasn’t prepared for the cries of my mom and aunt when we arrived, the kind of cries that don’
even sound human, like something is being ripped out of them.
My dad is broken; I can feel it through our bond, not just pain-something deeper, heavier, like guilt sitting where pride used to be.
He feels like he failed as a father and a Beta.
Winter affected me the most. When she saw her, it was as if her entire world had shattered; none of us are hurting more than she
is, and seeing her like that makes something in me twist because she’s always the strong one.
I haven’t left her room since we got here.
They had to place her on her stomach because of the cuts on her back, and even like that she looks too still, too quiet, like she’s not
really here with us.
“Summer is no longer our sister,” Lars growls in my mind.
I still can’t wrap my mind around Summer doing this to her. I can’t comprehend any of it, no matter how many times I replay
everything in my head trying to make it make sense.
All of this because of Mason.
I love him like a brother, but this is obsessive, and now I’m realizing just how dangerous that obsession became without any of us
seeing it.
I never really spoke to Lyric, as crazy as that sounds, but Mason has always been around her, even as kids, like she was always
somewhere in the background of everything and we just… let her stay there.
Our parents thought it was because she would be his mate, which turned out to be true.
To Mason, it was as if Summer didn’t exist; it was only Lyric. Then one day, it wasn’t, and it was Summer, and now I understand
why, and the realization doesn’t sit right in my chest at all.
“we will protect her at all costs, nobody will ever hurt her again,” Lars growls.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t a good big brother to you, baby sis, but all of that changes. I’m sorry we were all so blind. No more,” I say, kissing her forehead, my lips lingering there for a second longer because I don’t know if she can feel it and I need her to.
Donovan POV
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Chapter 19
When my mate and I found out about Lyric being in the hospital yesterday and being stabbed by silver on Monday, we knew we had failed her, and the word failed doesn’t even feel strong enough for what this is.
When Sheila told us she has been treating Lyric for years for multiple injuries, my heart broke, not all at once-but in pieces with
every new thing she said.
My heart is breaking for my mate.
I haven’t been able to bring myself to go into her room since they brought her back from the woods, because I don’t know how to
look at her and not see everything we missed.
“Come to my office, Don,” Liam calls to me.
My wolf, Canon, has been whimpering in my head since we found her, a low, constant sound that I can’t shut out no matter how
hard I try.
I can’t believe someone in this pack did that to my pup.
“We never paid attention to her,” Canon says.
“She was always so independent, and Mason followed her everywhere. She was the only pup we never had to worry about,” I reply.
“Or so we thought,” he adds before retreating, leaving that thought sitting heavier than anything else.
When I reach Liam’s office, I knock.
“Come in,” he responds.
Inside, the King, his Beta, his brothers, Mason, and Hunter are all gathered, and the room feels tight, like everyone is holding onto
something they’re trying not to lose control of.
“Are we having a meeting?” I ask, taking a seat.
“We are, but this is mainly so we can decompress. Tonight was a lot, and the boys have some information that may help us catch
who did this,” he says, his eyes flashing to Havoc, his wolf.
He hands us all a glass and pours each of us a splash of scotch-it won’t get us drunk as wolves, but it helps take the edge off, even
if just barely.
“I will say, when I picked her up, she said something before she passed out,” the King says.
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