Chapter 259: Always Late
Jacob~
The world around me blurred as I tore through time and space, the howl of the wind crying in my ears as my soul pulled me like a bloodhound to her. To Natalie.
I landed hard, boots scraping across stone, stumbling slightly from the force of the arrival. I was panting, heart jackhammering in my chest like it might burst free. My coat billowed around me like a cape cut from shadow, my hair a tangled mess of wind and worry. My fists were clenched, my blood rushing so loud I could barely hear.
But then I saw her. My Natalie.
Alive.
Whole.
Her blue eyes widened when she saw me. "Jacob?"
I didn’t answer. I crossed the room in seconds and pulled her into my arms. My chest crushed against hers as I buried my face in her hair. The familiar scent of home.
"Are you okay?" I asked, my voice hoarse, like it had clawed its way out of me. "Are you hurt?"
She blinked up at me, startled. "Jacob, what—? Yes, I’m fine. What’s going on with you?"
I stepped back only slightly, still keeping my hands on her arms as if she might vanish. "I felt it. Something in me knew—Natalie, I felt your soul flicker. Like it was being pulled apart. I thought you were dying."