Chapter Sixty-Three: Lost in Grief

DEVYN’S POV

Gina’s life was in danger. I could feel it coursing through my blood to my very bones. Wherever she was, still had her necklace on.

Regret gnawed on me; I should have never left her. The business was merely an excuse, a flimsy reason to distance myself from me. There were emotions bottled within me that I could not understand, and whenever I was with her, those emotions became a storm inside me.

I thought keeping my distance from her would’ve eased the turmoil, but it only made it worse.

I could never stop thinking about her while I was gone. She invaded my mind like a plague, and the distance between us had transformed into a physical ache gripping my heart.

Seated in the car, as the driver raced through the midnight roads, my patience wore thin with every passing second.

Something was wrong, and I knew I was running out of time and needed to get to her as quickly as I could.

“Can this thing go any faster!” I barked at him as I gripped the door handle.

My wolf growls re