The Fall–2
My legs almost couldn’t support my weight, but nothing could have prepared me for watching the woman I loved being shot multiple times.
The video showed Thea walking out of an ice cream shop, head down, seemingly deep in thought. A black SUV suddenly accelerated toward her, windows rolling down to reveal gun barrels. Then came several gunshots, and Thea fell to the ground, blood rapidly spreading around her. Her pregnant belly was clearly visible in the footage.
My wolf let out a painful howl, anger and agony intertwining, nearly breaking me. My breathing became rapid, feeling something burning inside me with nowhere to go. The
video ended, and the host reappeared on screen talking about damage to the store and
how two others were injured, but none of that mattered to me. I only cared about Thea. I
couldn’t erase the image of her body lying motionless in her own blood from my mind.
“Sebastian?” Damien’s voice came from far away, but I could barely hear it.
There was no reaction in my brain. I felt so completely broken, so lost. What would I do if something happened to her?
“Sebastian!”
Damien’s hand on my shoulder pulled me back to reality. I whipped around. My vision was
a sea of red.
“I need to see her. Now. Right now.” My voice was low, waves of emotion nearly
suffocating–me.
I didn’t wait for him to finish, rushing out of the office door and sprinting down the corridor toward the private elevator. Pack members looked at me in shock, feeling the fluctuation of Alpha energy radiating from me, instinctively backing away. But I didn’t care; there was only one thought in my mind: Thea.
I frantically pressed the elevator button, only to find the indicator lights slowly illuminating floor by floor. “Damn it!” I roared, my eyes flashing gold, fangs and claws beginning to emerge, muscles bulging beneath my suit. I couldn’t wait, absolutely could

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