Chapter 162
Emma POV
Twenty-five years later.
A gasp resounds in the crowd as Ace looks down at me, wide-eyed.
Holding my arm, I keep shivering as the adrenaline pumps through me.
“It’s nothing,” I say, my voice shaking as I hold my burned forearm, the blood dripping through my fingers.
His worried face suddenly shifts, his caring expression morphing into a frown. “How the fuck can you tell me that it is nothing?”
My heart squeezes, making me open my eyes.
I must have fallen asleep during the ride.
Staring outside my window, I watch the trees pass by, the landscape slowly transforming as we’re nearing the royal pack’s territory.
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