108

SUNDAY

Tears tracked down my cheeks as I watched Alek step through the portal. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared, as though he had never existed, as though he hadn’t taken a piece of me with him. Grief and anger swelled, breaking me open until I was nothing but a tempest of white-hot fury.

I raged, thrashing in Caleb’s hold as I tried to chase after Alek, even knowing it was too late. He was gone. Somewhere I couldn’t follow.

The emptiness was unbearable.

“A stor, you need to calm down.”

“No, you just let them take him.”

Wrath boiled to the surface, and before I could stop myself, I slapped him. Needing someone else to hurt the way I was hurting. Needing an outlet for this all-consuming rage.

I’d never been so furious in my entire life.