Chasing His Wolfless Luna Back (Rayna Quinn) novel Chapter 99

Words Beyond the Grave–1

Thea’s POV

That blood–stained paper sat on my table like a fucking time bomb. I stared at it, not sure what to do with it.

I’d been home for an hour now and still couldn’t decide whether to read it. The damn thing had been burning a hole in my bag the entire ride home, and now that I’d finally taken it out, I was paralyzed with indecision. How fucking ironic–I was afraid of a piece of paper.

Part of me wanted to know what Derek Sterling had written. Another part couldn’t give less of a shit. This man had never shown me a kind face since I had memories, so what good could his last words possibly contain?

I grabbed the paper, ready to tear it to shreds, when that strange voice in my head spoke up again.

“Read it. How bad could it be?”

I almost laughed out loud. How bad could it be? That was the stupidest comfort I’d ever heard.

How bad? The worst–case scenario was that he’d taken his final chance to stick one more knife in me before dying. Wounds from words healed slower than those from wolf claws. The things the Sterling family had said to me were carved into my soul, never fully healing.

But my hand had already betrayed my thoughts. I picked up the paper and unfolded it.

[Dear Thea,

If you’re reading these words, it means I didn’t survive the operating table. To be honest, I knew I wasn’t going to make it. The doctors are fighting a losing battle, and I can feel my life force draining away, the Goddess calling my soul. Maybe it’s just the delusion of a dying man, but I believe the Goddess will banish me to the darkest place for what I’ve done to you.

You were such a bright pup when you first came to us, and we extinguished that light in

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