Chapter 88 A Quiet Before The Pull

• Kieran is ripped off me as if he weighs nothing, his body flung violently across the riverbank. He crashes into the ground several feet away, unmoving.
• I collapse where I am, gasping, dragging air back into my lungs in broken, painful gulps. Tears sting my eyes, blurring the world—not sure if they’re from the lack of oxygen or from the soul-crushing realization settling into my chest.
• The man who is supposed to be my true mate just tried to kill me.