Elsa
We unfolded the blood-stained letter with trembling hands. The sight of the crimson smudges made my stomach churn, a silent witness to the grim nature of what we were about to read.
Every word etched on the paper felt like a sharp dagger piercing the fragile hope we clung to.
It read:
"Thomas, I have yet to receive your daughter. I am sending someone to assist in bringing her to me. Once she is in my custody, I will return your mate unharmed. I promise no harm will come to her. If Adam truly cares for her, he will make the necessary sacrifice. I have no intention of killing anyone. I only seek retribution for Jack's death and the return of our lands."
The words hung heavy in the air, their weight pressing down on us like an invisible storm. My heart pounded furiously, a mix of r
