Chapter 115

My hands hit the door, jarring them with the force as I burst onto the roof. Ava screamed and ripped the kids behind her body, using herself as a shield, and I twisted, slamming it shut. The racket coming from the stairwell was deafening as I stared at the door where I had just abandoned my mother-pulling my gaze from the door. Ava rushed over, jamming a piece of a broken pipe she ripped off from somewhere through the handle and line that ran to the vents on the roof above the door.

Yet all I could think was, I left her in there. I ran and left her behind. Ava whimpers as she secures the bar; I didn’t have to tell her. She knew because mum didn’t come out behind me. Yet as she turned to look at me, I could see her heartbreak. My entire body shook with adrenaline and shock. I left her. I thought when a tiny hand slipped into mine. Looking down, I find Valarian looking at me.

“Grandma will be okay,” he says, only I knew she wouldn’t be. I swallowed and blinked back tears before turning to him and picking him up.

“Yep. She found another open door,” I tell him while walking over to the girls. I placed him beside the girls, where they were huddled on the ground by the air-conditioner vent.

Ava moves to the ledge of the building, and I follow her, checking over my shoulder to make sure the kids don’t follow. She looks over, and so do I, and the City was in utter chaos and ruins. Buildings in the distance were on fire, screams rang out loudly, and a frenzied battle could be seen from here on the main street.

Warriors were trying to hold the forsaken back from the borders. Valen was right. There were hundreds of them. They just kept coming. The street directly below us was a scene from a horror movie as our men tried to keep them back. Two forsaken were dragging another wolf off, and I didn’t want to think what they were doing to him as they yelped loudly.

“Her tether?” Ava asked me, and I swallowed.