Cintra felt like he had fallen into a cavern of icy water and darkness.

He struggled to escape with all his might, swimming to grasp the precious air, but with each second, he was drowning.

The agony was so intense that for a moment, he wanted to stop fighting and succumb to closing his eyes and resting.

But at the surface of the dark hole, someone was crying, calling for him, missing him, and demanding he come back.

Cintra's eyes, heavy as tons, opened.

His mate was calling him, and he couldn't give up; he couldn't fail her again, leave her alone with their pup; he had to return, so he began to fight with all his might to free himself from the cold arms of death.

Elijah opened his eyes after who knows how many days of recovery and has been, on several occasions, between life and death.

It took some time for him to focus on the white ceiling and realize that he was lying down.

Everything hurt, but his chest hurt the most.

The room was almost in shadows, yet he felt her, another breath