JEAN's POV
I carried Ember away from Paris, hoping to put as much distance between Ember and Paris. I was not kidding when I told him he had done enough. In truth, all he had ever caused Ember was unending pain. And now, she wouldn't wake up.
I looked down at her sleeping form and felt a deep ache within me. She was no longer pale or clammy, but she still would not wake up, and I cursed myself over a thousand times for being so caught up in my fight with Paris that I had not paid attention to her when she ended me too.
When I got to my car, I laid her gently in the back seat and wanted nothing more than to leave. But I had to wait for my beta and his men.
"but why the hell was he taking so long anyway?" I checked the time and just as well, it had been nearly an hour since I called him.
