Chapter 347. Glimsnuffer

Raina’s POV

Future Valen was sitting on a worn couch with a white-haired woman. Snow. She curled up on his lap with her head on his pectoral and his arms wrapped around her. Her cheek nuzzled his chest, and her battered shoulders rose as she breathed deep, taking in his scent.

They weren’t happy.

They were comforting each other in a dingy den, with other grieving people around them, hugging in huddles. From the looks of it, I gathered that the underground bunker had evolved into a small city since above ground was crawling with furcans.

Worse still, it hurt seeing them together, him without me.

Somewhere along the line, Valen moved on. Our matebond, shotgunned.

My heart shattered all over again, my chest in pain like a knife was stuck in it. I sank on