Chapter 98

VALERIA’S POV I had to get out of there. I didn’t wait to hear what the healer said. I didn’t wait to see if Magnar woke up. I didn’t wait for Bernard’s accusations or the murmurs of the pack warriors whispering about what I had done. I just ran. The moment my feet hit the dirt path leading away from the training grounds, I felt the weight of my actions pressing down on me. My pulse thundered in my ears, my breaths coming in sharp, uneven bursts. Had I really hit him that hard? The whole arena had erupted into chaos, but I barely registered anything after Magnar collapsed. I couldn’t. And worse—I didn’t want to. I wasn’t supposed to care. I wasn’t supposed to feel anything. But the memory of him lying there, unmoving, refused to leave my mind. Am I losing control? I forced the thought away as I reached Elijah’s place. The moment I stepped inside, I knew something was wrong. Elijah stood with his arms crossed, his jaw clenched, looking every bit like a man barely holding back his frustr