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Was it Alex?

“Alex…” I mumbled as I tried to reach for him.

Was he okay? He had to be okay.

“Hello, Sophia,” I heard an unfamiliar voice. “It is nice to finally meet you.”

Who was that? Where was Alex?

I never got my answer because my eyes rolled to the back of my head and all I could see was darkness.

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN – Gone

Alexander’s POV

“Good morning, honey,” my mom said as I walked into the kitchen.

She was making coffee and breakfast.

“Is there coffee for me?” I mumbled as I sat down on the bar stool next to my dad.

I slept like shit. I kept having one nightmare after another, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't wake up. I don’t even remember what the nightmares were about, but they were terrible. I woke up in a cold sweat.

Also, Axel was nervous from the moment I woke up. He kept stirring and making me feel tense. I asked him what the hell was wrong, but he didn’t know.

“Of course, honey,” my mom said as he opened the cupboard and took out a mug.

“What’s wrong, bud?” my dad asked as he took a sip of his coffee.

“I didn’t sleep well,” I mumbled as I took the mug out of my mom’s hand. “Thank you.”

“You are welcome,” my mom said, smiling at me. “Where is Sophie?”

She turned around to continue making breakfast.

“She is probably still asleep,” I said. “Leave her. She needs it after yesterday.”

Dealing with darkness always tired her out.

“It was a bad one,” my dad mumbled, making me nod.

“Yes,” I agreed. “I want to talk to Anna and try the transfer thing before she leaves. I am afraid that Hunter won’t know what to do if it gets bad again.”

I thought about it a lot last night. I wanted to talk to Hunter and ask him to stay a few more days so we could try to transfer it to me. I was afraid to let her go to his pack without me.

“I am not sure about that, honey,” my mom sighed as she turned around and leaned on the counter. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”

I gritted my teeth. “She will get hurt if we don’t do something, mom.”

My mom glanced at my dad and took a deep breath.

“I know,” she said. “That’s why I thought about taking it. I know my way around magic and I could deal with it better.”

My eyes widened.

“No,” my dad said sternly. “We don’t know what that could do to you, Emma. You could get hurt.”

“Better me than our children,” my mom sighed, making my dad growl quietly.

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