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Isla All the blood must have drained from my face. I felt cold and clammy but hot at the same time. My vision went in and out, and it sounded like I was underwater. In an instant, my entire life came crashing down around me. Everything I dared to dream of for my future, for our future, disappeared with those two words. Jackson was gone; my place in this pack was gone. I couldn’t process it. I couldn’t breathe. I barely recognized Gianna coming into focus; her voice ringing in my ears sounded distant. “Isla darling.” Her eyes were filled with worry. I couldn’t respond, “Can you hear me? Isla?” Her voice came clearer, and I felt like I was breaking through the surface, coming back to reality, a reality that I didn’t want to be in. “Um.” My throat constricted around that sound. “Come o