Chapter 27. Desperate Measures

~Lillian's Pov~

The witches employed sorcery to sever the connection between all werewolves, and their wolves.

They know that one of the weaknesses of werewolves is their wolves.

Arsenio groaned beside me, I heard the pain in his voice. My eyes darted to him, and I spun around immediately. I held his arm and made him look at me, but he could barely look at me. His teeth sunk into his lower grip, he was holding back the pain he felt.

"Lillian..." He grunted in agony, and his grip on my arm tightened, his eyes were squinted, and his voice came out in a heavy breath.

"What's wrong?" I held him closer, staring at the lines that folded on his forehead.

"My wolf." He rasped and shut his eyes.

"Arsenio!" I yelled and tried to hold him, but he slipped out of my hand, and his body hit the ground.

I hunkered down beside him, shaking him vigorously to stay awake. "Arsenio!" I tap