Mate!!!

Elora's POV.

“I’m sorry, Killian, but you have to fight alone. No matter what it is!” I said, my voice cold and resolute before abruptly ending the call.

The phone rang again almost immediately. His persistence made my heart ache, but I steeled myself, ignoring the call.

He called again and again, each ring echoing through the room like a haunting reminder of my own struggle. Every time, I either ignored it or ended the call, my hands trembling with each rejection.

It got to a point where I couldn't take it anymore. My emotions were a tangled mess of guilt, anger, and sorrow.

With a frustrated growl, I turned my phone off and tossed it away, not caring where it landed.

"That's enough!" I shouted into the empty room, my voice cracking under the strain. The phone clattered against the wall, the sound sharp and final in the oppressive silence.

“How could you ignore your mate that way? This is my last warning, Elora… go help him, or watch me take full control over you!” Kyla's voice was