Chapter 215

• Jaselyn's POV
• Before I could say anything, Zane took off his shirt, and I gasped in shock. There, on his chest, was a large scar, angry and jagged, marring his otherwise smooth skin. The wound was unmistakable— clearly a gunshot wound that had healed over time but still held the story of a violent and near-fatal injury.
• “This is from when I tried to escape five months ago,” Zane began, his voice strained with the memory. “I couldn’t stand being a prisoner any longer. With Nae’s help, I made a plan to leave the Pack, to find you and make things right. But Isla caught me. Blade was there too, and he didn’t hesitate. He shot me.”