Chapter 2: Call me Gabriel
The storm raged on as Amelie tore through the night, her breath coming in ragged gasps while the relentless rain lashed against her skin.
Her clothes clung to her soaked body, and her lungs burned from the desperate escape.
Behind her, the pack's mansion had long faded into the distance, yet the echoes of howls and pounding footsteps of the wolves never ceased.
The warriors were hunting her down, unyielding in their pursuit, no matter how many streets she crossed or alleyways she ducked into.
She had believed Alex when he told her she was free to leave. Foolishly, she had thought she could finally escape the mate bond that had brought her nothing but suffering.
But she never anticipated that he would send his warriors after her—to kill her.
The mark he had once placed on her had vanished, yet the searing pain in her chest remained, a cruel reminder of the love she had wasted on a monster.
Pressing herself against the cold stone wall of a narrow alley, Amelie peered through the gap between two buildings, her heart pounding violently. Heavy footsteps drew closer, accompanied by a sneering voice.
"Come out, Amelie. There's no use running. We'll tear you apart, so why don't you make it easy on yourself? If you surrender now, maybe we'll make it quick."
She bit her lip hard, pressing a trembling hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp.
"She's pregnant. Do you really think killing a woman with a child is the right move?" Another voice spoke, softer yet laced with sharpness.