Chapter 163: Elira's Vision
ELIRA POV
The shadow magic hit me like a truck.
One second I was standing in the ruins of the old packhouse, looking for survivors. The next second, I was screaming as dark energy poured into my mind like liquid fire.
"Make it stop!" I gasped, falling to my knees. But there was no one around to help me. Everyone else was either dead or fighting the Shadow Guards somewhere else.
The power wasn't trying to possess me like it had with other wolves. It was showing me things. Horrible, impossible things that hadn't happened yet.
Visions.
I tried to close my eyes, but it didn't matter. The pictures burned behind my eyelids anyway.
I saw Aria lying dead in a pool of blood, her mate bond to Lucien broken forever. I saw Kael standing over her body, his eyes sparkling with shadow magic. I saw Jaxon screaming as something dark and twisted crawled out of his chest.
"No," I whispered. "This isn't real."
