Chapter 27
“MAKE IT STOP! FANE, PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!” Jacquelyn’s cries pierced to the deepest part of his soul. Fane stood frozen, staring at his mate, unable to move any closer to her as she reached for him and begged him to make it—make them― stop. His heart was being squeezed by an invisible fist as his stomach threatened to crawl out of his throat. How could it be happening again? Hadn’t they been rescued from the In-Between? How had he managed to find himself deep in the bowels of hell once more unable to save his mate?
“Fane.” A soft voice reached into his mind attempting to block out the screams of agony.
“Fane. Wake up, wolf-man. Wake up and come back to me.”
He fought for the consciousness that his mind so desperately needed in order to escape the memories, and if it wasn’t f
