Chapter 142

When I opened my eyes, I was back in the medical wing with Ardan’s hand still gripping mine. His eyes searched mine and his worry was evident. My chest heaved, and my hands trembled as I clutched the edge of the bed. I turned to Gilly, watching her lay motionless beside me, her pale face was twisted in silent agony. “Serena” Ardan’s called with his hands still gripping my arms to steady me. “What happened? What did you see?” Rachel and Zone were beside him with their expressions a mix of concern and urgency. I took a shuddering breath, meeting their eyes. “It’s all a lie,” I said with my voice shaking but resolute. “What do you mean?” Rachel asked, stepping closer. “The witches,” I said with my jaw tightening. “They’ve been tricking me all along. They made it seem like my sacrifice would save everyone—my pack, the rogues, the innocent. But it’s not true. After I sacrifice myself, no one will be saved. They were never planning to liberate anyone. They’re planning to take control of ever