Chapter 244

Harper

And even if I hated him—

even if my wolf still whimpered beneath my skin—

even if my chest still held fragments of fear, rage, and betrayal—

I followed.

The wind shoved against my back as I climbed the steps into the plane, Declan close behind me, too close, his presence electric in a way that made my skin crawl. The moment the door shut behind us, the silence pressed in, thick, heavy, suff