Chapter 23: Broken Pieces
(Elara's POV)
The sacred grove feels more like a graveyard now. The moonflowers lie crushed beneath my frantic footsteps, their scent fading fast. Once, this was a place of hope and healing. Now, it holds nothing but despair.
"Ethan!" I call his name again, my voice raw. My wolf lets out a forlorn whimper, urging me to keep searching. But I know, even before my feet stop moving—he’s gone.
His scent, faint and familiar, leads me to the grove’s edge. Then, it simply vanishes like morning mist under the sun. My heart, already bleeding, feels like it has been pierced anew.
“Ethan,” I whisper this time, the plea barely audible. My wolf huddles within me, whimpering softly. My chest aches, not just with the pull of his fading bond, but with the knowledge of wh
