Chapter 137

This was what they meant by tunnel vision. Though I could see people moving and hear voices—perhaps even Alpha Dominic's—I couldn't comprehend any of it. Every sound was distorted, as if they were distant and unfamiliar. Instead, the memories took over. Faces I had tried so hard to erase from my mind reappeared, sharp and vivid. A chipped tooth, a smirk full of arrogance. Draven's face joined the others, merging with the tormenting images of those I had spent a year trying to forget. I felt the dam inside me begin to crack, the memories pushing, straining to break free.