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Chapter 45: The Sharmaic Wolves
Ash’s POV: Blackness. It’s all around me. I can’t see the way out of it and I can’t see my angel anymore. I can’t see Leila and that scares me since I know she’s not strong enough to survive the Shadows. Hell even I’m not and I’ve not been abused the way she has. But try as I might, I can’t see her. I can’t find her. I can’t. “ASH! HELP! PLEASE!” I can hear her though and that’s somehow worse. Because then not only can I hear her pain but I can feel it as well, like a whiplash through me that makes it impossible to breathe. Because when she calls out like that it’s not just her pain that stops me. It’s my fault. I should have kept watch. I should have known. “ASH! PLEASE!” Now I can hear tears in my beautiful angel’s voice and it makes Storm and I mad. How dare Laurel hurt her, she’s no
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