Chapter 88

Alora.

Alora.

Alora.

It's all I can hear the whispers of the ghosts and the visions-as I press my cheek against the cold, tile floor. My mind is drowning, my soul is being hung by a rope of grief and disbelief and turmoil. Death.

Death.

Alora.

"Alora." Jayden knocks on the bathroom door again, "Please unlock the door."

There's no movement, no sound, that comes from me. My body is a corpse. I lie curled up in their cabin bathroom. It's been hours since I left. The day has come and gone but I remain in my position. The shock is still processing the idea that I have no family left is still wrapping around my mind. The last thing I can do is unlock a fucking door.

The last thing I want is to face anyone. Facing them will mean that I'll have to accept this strange, new reality. I'm an orphan.

Sobs wrench my lungs from my chest, constricting them so tightly like balls of crunched up paper. I can't breathe. I can only exist in a world of pain. A world of death.

The Wolf inside me is folded u