McKenna has never felt this much pain before. It was hell. Not even when her old pack bond was severed did she feel something like this. That pain was deep and emotional—this was physical, spiritual, soul-tearing. Every nerve in her body screamed, every breath felt like fire crawling through her veins.
It felt as if a thousand knives were slicing through her skin, again and again, over and over, leaving no time to heal between each cut. She tried to move, to fight back against the invisible force that pinned her to the earth, but her limbs wouldn’t obey. The air around her shimmered with a strange, violent energy—like the world itself was reacting to whatever was happening to her.
Somewhere, through the deafening thrum of pain, she could hear McKayla’s voice—faint, desperate—trying to br
