Chapter 53. And Then the Healer Was Gone

My heart pounded in my chest, and a shivering cold ran down my spine, haunting me. Fear draining me. How could I have lost his scent so suddenly?

Panic coursed through my veins, mixing with the adrenaline that surged within me. I had to find Elliot. I couldn't bear the thought of losing him, not after everything we had been through.

We shifted back to our human forms together after failing to track his scent. 

“Fuck! Elliot!” The words escaped my mouth in a growl, reverberating with frustration and fear. I turned my gaze to Cassidy, who stood before me, her eyes wide with panic. She had become a constant presence in our lives, and her concern for Elliot mirrored my own.

“What about him? What about Elliot?!” Her voice trembled with desperation, reflecting the turmoil within my own being. I could see the raw terror etched across her face, the pure fear dancing in her eyes. It only fueled my determination. Elliot was more than just a friend; he was family.