Chapter 82

Eva’s POV

8 Days Before the Execution.

4 AM

Everybody in the room was now quiet. Harper sat at the foot of the bed where Kieran lay unconscious, her arms crossed like the witch that she was. I just don't like her at all.

But she's the least of my worries now. I stayed back, though. I couldn’t move. Not yet. Tears had soaked through the hem of my sleeve, but I didn’t care anymore. Everything was falling apart. My chest felt tight, my breathing ragged, and the weight of guilt or is it fear?

Everything was just almost too much to bear. I looked at Kieran again.

His body didn’t move. Not even the slightest.He lay there like a shadow of the man I once knew,the man I once hoped would be mine. The powerful Alpha King, the very heartbeat of this pack. And now.