CHAPTER 117 - CATACLYSM IN THE PACK

CHAPTER 117 - CATACLYSM IN THE PACK

WILD CLOAK PACK

SOPHIA’S POV

I held Lalic tightly to my bosom, fearing that he was going to breathe his last. My little son was dying in my hands and there was little I could do to save him. No, there was absolutely nothing that I can do to save him and make him live.

The door opened with a crack and Athena entered. He looked at us and sighed. “Is he still breathing?” he asked quietly.

“So long as I have him with me, nothing will happen to him” I retorted, though quietly.

I hated the thought of ever losing my son, even when the inevitable fact of such...

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