Sixty-Nine:
Haven Haywood
We had finally arrived in Continuar. Thanks to George’s wish. I hated it, but that was the truth. I had promised to get her there safely and in the end, it had been George that had gotten her there. I had come in second best to him again. Her brother had taken her away to rest. At least that was what I thought. Then, I heard her screaming, and smelled the smoke, and the burned flesh. I could feel her pain.
Haven.
Haven.
HAVEN!
Her thoughts swirled around inside of me. My mate was in pain, and something terrible had happened. I felt the fire raging, and I knew that I needed to get her. Nothing could stop me. I pulled the door off its hinges, and stared around at the destruction before me. The entire room was covered in smoke and ash. In the middle of th
