Chapter Ninety-Two: It's Over
Sam POV:
My baby fell limp in my arms as Azreal stroked her tear-streaked cheeks. The remarking had taken a toll on her body, which I could tell was already weak.
When Ezekiel and one of her Lycan brothers told me to go get her while they took care of the wolves outside, I ran as fast as possible towards the packhouse. The thought of someone else getting to her and hurting her before I could rescue her was leaving me shitless scared.
When I entered, there were guards upon guards in the packhouse's foyer. Even though I was an alpha and a hell of a lot stronger than them, there was a limit to the number of wolves I could take on alone; just as I was about to call for backup, I felt her, my baby; after days of not feeling our bond, I did, and what I felt
