Esma’s pov

I closed my eyes and remembered the words of Lilith told me before sending us to this place.

“No matter how tempting the voices, don’t look back.”

“Kitten? Emmy?” I heard his voice breaking down, almost on the verge of crying and something inside of breaks as I heard my name.

I clenched my fists and shake my head, closing my eyes. my wolf howled in pain although she knows it wasn’t him.

Every fibre in my body was pushing my body to turn back to look at the owner of the voice, to look at our mate. to see him only once.

I bit my lip as...