Chapter 27

Sophia is immediately dashing closer to try and help her mate, a growl leaving her lips, but Caleb raises a hand, stopping her in her tracks even as his throat bobs heavily and with effort. Sophia whimpers helplessly, resorting to using her words.

“Marisol, please, let him go. We’re not your enemies.” She pleads.

“Lies” Marisol counters in a growl, her grip tightening around Caleb’s throat, and the latter could swear he saw his life flashing before his eyes.

“Let him go, please!” Sophia cried out, “You’re here because we need you. We do not want to bring you harm, I promise! We need you to fulfill the prophecy, Marisol. It’s the only way to save us all.”

Marisol laughs, and it feels dry, unamused, and dripping with malice. “By us all, don’t you mean yourselves? Because I don’t remember a prophecy bearing my name, and that means it doesn’t affect me. Now, let me go if you want your mate and Alpha to live!” She demands, voice bouncing off the walls. She watches