Chapter 158: What If We Ran?

Vander's POV

Elara rushed to my side.

She dropped to her knees beside me, not caring about the blood pooling around my mother's body. Her green eyes searched my face with an intensity that cut through my grief.

"Vander," she said softly, cupping my face in her hands. "Look at me. This isn't real."

I shook my head, unable to tear my gaze from my mother's still form. "I killed her. My claws went rig