Tyler’s POV

 

The smell of burning flesh flooded the air, choking me in desperation as I watched my wife burn.

            My wife. My mate. “My Elaine…”

            ‘You love her?’ Remus asked. I continue to watch flames erupt from her and burn the nearby grass.

            “Yes,” I muttered loudly. As loud as Elaine’s shrieks, whose bones are probably melting this very second I hesitated.

            ‘Then save her.’

            Hesitation flooded my face and mind. But this is not the time to cower. No, I have been a coward long enough. It’s time to make little sacrifices of my own.

            I forced my body and soul to crawl near her, disregarding the tears...