Chapter 136

Draven's POV The moment I scrolled past Ella's wedding dress photos on social media, my stomach dropped like a rock. For two straight nights, I've been jolted awake in a cold sweat, haunted by nightmares.In them, she's standing before the pack members in that awful dress, covered in ruffles and cheap beading, yelling "I do" like it's a competition. Alaric whines every time I think about it. "Make it stop," I groaned. I hadn't slept worth a damn and felt like I'd been hit by a truck. My brain was foggy, and I desperately needed caffeine. I decided a trip to the break room might help clear my head. Maybe chatting with Ryan and Kyle would wake me up a bit. I was heading down the hallway when Caroline suddenly burst from her office.She looked white as a sheet, pressing her hand over her mouth as she rushed to the bathroom. I wanted to go after her, but Kyle grabbed my arm. "Let her go," Kyle said,her face worried. "She's been like this all week." I frowned. "Is she sick?" Kyle sighed."Caro