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make a good living. There are plenty of good people who deserve a chance to live out their

existence.

Bowing my head, I curse my empathetic soul. “I want to save them.”

“Every hero must sacrifice along their journey. No victory comes without pain.” Fenrir bows his head and an energy rushes through me.

I collapse. My body starts spazzing. I drop to the hard ground as pulses of energy continue to run through my body. Nerves fire, and my screams echo in my ears.

CHAPTER FOUR

Ishouldn’t have slammed those dollar drinks. Groaning, I peel my lids open, and roll onto my side.

Shielding my eyes with my wrist, I think back to Kez egging me on. I knew better than to fall under her persuasive spell. I’d overdone the graduation celebration.

I roll to the side and my stomach protests the movement. I breathe through my mouth, and slowly lower my arm.

Squinting against the light pouring through the window, I blink as my vision comes into focus.

I spot the Volva and memory slams back into me.

“You saw him?” she asks.

“Yeah.” My voice cracks. I lick my dry lips.

“Who?”

Alpha’s voice draws my attention to where he stands in the corner.

“Fenrir. He called me his daughter?” I furrow my brow as the dream returns in increments.

“Did he explain the prophecy?” Alpha’s voice is tense as he comes and perches on the edge of my bed opposite the Volva.

The commanding man looks strange in the feminine setting. His expensive suit is out of place against my cream and rose-patterned comforter.

“Not really?” I cough.

“Get the girl something to drink,” the Volva demands. I look to the doorway and watch as my aunt scurries off to do her bidding.

“The choice was mine to make about the pack’s survival.”

“And?” Alpha leans over the bed, crowding my space.

“I chose to save you.”

Exhaling, his shoulders slump. “How?”

“He didn’t say.” I shift in the bed and wince at the ache in my legs and arms.

“Then what happened?” He says impatiently. The anxious energy paired with his Alpha’s power flusters me. “You were the only one who witnessed it girl, spit it out,” Alpha demands.

“I.” I exhale. “I don’t know. He said heroes have to sacrifice and then there was only pain.”

“That’s enough for now. Let the girl rest. She’s been between the veil and back and been touched by a god. I can sense the changes taking place in her,” the Volva says.

“We have to figure out what she’s done,” Alpha protests.

“Not until she’s able to stand on her own two feet. She’s already chosen her fate. Nothing you do

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