Chapter 46 : Need
Kit’s POV
One moment I had pulled a silver knife out of my side, overcome with the worse pain I’d ever felt in my life. Followed by darkness. Then, I awoke in Sera’s arms. Her face mottled with tears. Eyes bloodshot. I didn’t want her to cry over me.
According to Xander, I was dead. I could hear it in the mind link. The chatter. The desperation. The uncertainty.
The pack didn’t know me. They hadn’t seen me in over a decade and now I was just plopped into the role of their leader? Yeah. Like that’ll go over well.
Without Will’s influence, they felt relieved, like a fresh gulp of air after being surrounded by smog. But, it was also overwhelming. After having a boot on your throat for so long, you miss it when it's gone.
That’s what this was.
They missed the boot.
Didn’t know what life was like without it.