Independent She-wolf novel Chapter 40

I wasn't dead yet though. It was like I could see myself. Everything Jace said to me, I heard. Every time, he touched me, I felt it. Yet, I couldn't see him.

I desperately wanted to wake up and see his face. I would give anything to see him.

And yes, I was afraid. Not because I would die. But because if I died, I would never get to see Jace again.

Jace was in so much pain right now. More pain than I was in. The venom burned through me, but Jace's emotional pain was worse. I felt him breaking inside. There wasn't a thing I could do to help him.

What was worse was knowing, I was the cause of it. If I hadn't run off, I'd be by his side. We'd be in the pack house. I'd have moved in two weeks ago. He'd be sitting on the couch watching a sports game and I'd be next to him reading a book with my feet resting lazily on his lap.

There were so many things in life I wanted to do. With Jace, especially. Things I'd never get the chance to do anymore. I hated this. I wanted to wake up so bad.

I wanted to....

Suddenly, it felt like I was drowning in a black lake of nothing. I could feel death surrounding me everywhere. I tried to scream out for help, but I couldn't find my voice.

My wolf was trying to rip out of me, to get out of this body and save itself. It couldn't. It was trapped within me.

The water was rising. Or maybe I was sinking? Yeah, that was it. I was was like something was pulling me to the bottom of the lake. I knew my breaths were limited.

If only I could say goodbye to Jace one last time. If only I could see his face one last time. If only I could stay with him. My diminishing life was filled with if only's.

The unpenitrable force pulled me under the lake. I couldn't breath. My heart had it's last beat...

And then....

I died.

Jace's P.O.V.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify