(Almira’s POV)
My body feels numb. My mind is screaming, but I can’t hear anything. Just the sound of the car speeding away, carrying my children—my whole world—with it.
I can’t move.
No. That’s a lie.
I don’t want to move.
Because the moment I move, it becomes real. The moment I let go of this frozen second, it means they’re gone. Really gone.
“Asher… Hazel…”
Their names fall from my lips like a prayer. Like a curse.
A growl rises from deep inside me. Low at first, then louder. I shift back into my wolf form, my silver-white fur glowing under the pale sky. The blood of the rogues clings to my paws. I look at the remaining ones surrounding me.
They’re not even running.
They want to die.
“Fine,” I whisper through the link. “Then die.”
I charge.
Something inside me snaps. I don’
