Ace POV

I kept slipping in and out of consciousness, my lungs burning as one had collapsed when the bullet passed through it, my breathing wheezed with each breath before I lost consciousness, my wolf unable to heal me fast enough.

However, Lucy's scream and agony ripped me out of my pain-induced slumber, my wolf livid as he rushed to the surface to see the witch plunge the poker straight through her stomach. Her scream was deafening before it suddenly died out. Rayan's screams for them to stop died out the moment Atticus shoved forward and tried to shift, only we couldn't.

My body was strapped down to the chair,...