Book 2: Chapter 121
Bronx’s POV

The portal closed.

Kas is gone.

She left with them.

She chose the Mavri Magea over our pack.

I look back at Lenora in my arms. I feel myself rocking back and forth. It isn’t for her comfort. Lenora can never be comforted ever again. I take the hem of my shirt and try to clean the blood away from her face. All it does is smear it down her chin.

“Leni. Come back. Don’t leave me. Don’t leave us. I need you. So do Milo and Codi and the pack. Please Lenora, come back to us,” my lip trembles, pleading with her. Tears drip down from my chin onto her forehead as she looks blankly at me. I look into her green eyes one last time before I run my hand over and close her eyelids. Now she looks like she’s sleeping. I pull my shirt off and lay it over her, trying to hide the gaping wound on her neck and chest. I can't bear to look at her that way.

When the searing pain of our family bond and pack bond breaking at the same time hits me, I pull her closer. I cry out in an Earth-sha
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