After Breaking The Mark His Desperate Chase (Sarah) novel Chapter 25

hapter 19 

To admit he was truly gone. 

It was just so sudden. 

Everything happened way too fast. So fast that I couldn’t comprehend it. I had to be stuck in me nightmare. A nightmare I desperately wanted to wake up from. So that when I open my eyes, I’ll find Bentley working on his truck, his hands all dirty from oil. He’d be wearing his overalls paired with his work boots like he always did. He’d tell me to take a break, maybe spend some time with Lila over the fields and help her plant some seeds. To find little 

Jason running around with a stick he found chasing after other pups with their squeals sounding down the pack territory. Luna Thompson would be chatting away with other female wolves about the next feast we’d have. The pack warriors teaching the teens how to fight and train properly for the future. 

Anna, Oscar, Remmy, Harden, Cindy, June, Brenda- 

All those faces attached to the names I knew so well that I’d never see again. Their expressions of their last moments of life twisted in pure horror was forever engraved in my mind. Those soulless eyes staring right through me. Some had serene, unsuspecting faces. Those who were caught off guard, never truly knowing what fate had in store for them 

until it was too late. 

I shuddered, forcing my eyelids to shut. I couldn’t let myself stray away from my objective. I couldn’t bring back the dead. My thoughts went to Lila. The best I could do was make sure 

another wouldn’t fall. 

There was nothing but rubble left for us here. I couldn’t feel any of my bonds with the members connect. My wolf had gotten aquatinted to their wolves and formed a makeshift 

bond that allowed me to feel them albeit faintly. It didn’t give me much information about their whereabouts or thoughts but I could feel their presence on land if I searched hard for 

1. it. 

And searching for it, I did. 

I just didn’t find any. 

18:12 

Chapter 19 

They were wiped out. 

Lila stuck on like a leech; clinging onto me like a life preserver. She was definitely traumatized from her earlier incident. She was touched and she saw me kill a man all in the same minute. Maybe there was a small part of her that feared me now. I shook away the thought and frowned at her appearance. Her curly brown hair was a mess on–top her head. Mud, strands of grass and small sticks coated her locks along with her clothes. Her top was getting dirty from the mud on my irt but she didn’t seem to mind. She held tighter despite the cold water saturating through the fabric and soaking into hers. 

Lifting my head, I tried to scan around the area. 

There were tons of rogues prowling around the territory. Loud howls singing into the night from 1 every direction to state their position. From what I could hear, they almost had every perimeter secured. All except one. The secret exit near the bunker. About thirty of the rogues were roaming around the borders. Securing the exits to make sure no wolf could get 

out. 

Or get in. 

The only advantage I have is that I knew the land better, but who’s to say they didn’t. already scout out the area before attacking? Confusion struck within me. How could they have possibly breached the heavily guarded barriers? Duskfall had barbed wires, twenty foot fences, motion detectors, outposts every few feet from each other… how in the world did they managed to weasel themselves in?