Alpha's Regret: Losing His True Mate

Elodie’s POV~

The pharmacy was too far away to run to. The streets were empty, not a single car, not a single person who might help.

And then I smelled Blood. Heavy and metallic, filling the small space between us.

He was hurt.

Something in my chest loosened just slightly. Injured meant he was vulnerable. Meant maybe I had a chance if I stayed calm.

I turned the key and started the engine. My voice came out steadier than I felt. “Where do you need to go?”

“Straight ahead. To Santa Pier.” His breathing was shallow now. “I’ll tell you when to turn.”

“I know the way.”

I did. I’d been there before, back when things were different.

I pushed the memory down and focused on the road.

The rain kept hammering against the windshield. The gun stayed pointed at me, unwavering. And the silence was so thick I could barely breathe through it.

I drove carefully. No sudden movements. No mistakes. Just smooth, precise turns, following the route I remembered.