Chapter 75

Olivia Martins

“GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY MATE!”

For a split second, relief flooded through me. Caspian. He was here, alive and breathing, his full alpha strength restored. He looked strong, powerful, nothing like the dying man I’d left behind fighting for his life. But that relief lasted barely a heartbeat before despair crashed over me.

Those words. Those exact words. In this exact place.

The sense of déjà vu hit me so hard I could barely breathe. My heart shattered all over again as the memory slammed into me. He was standing in this very warehouse, saying those very words, his eyes cold and unrecognizing as he looked at me with hatred. As he protected Bridget. As he chose to kill me for her.

My hair fell like a curtain around my face as I looked down at the ground, my body going limp in Bridget’s grip. The knife was still at my throat, but I barely felt it now. The pain in my chest was so much worse.

Why? I asked the goddess silently, t