A few days went by, as Hannah still wasn’t waking up. Each day got harder on me. I felt myself growing more and more desperate by the second. I knew if nothing would change, I would slowly loose my mind completely and go insane. I had heard stories about this. When a wolf lost his mate, they would die of a broken heart or loose their minds, turning into a rogue or a killing machine, which most of the times also ended with them getting killed and therefore dead as well. Noah had found some intel about the blue moon coven, and their witches, hoping we could track their location. I sent out Sam with some of our strongest warriors to find them and bring them here to me. The last thing I needed right now, was to lose my Beta and best friend, but I needed to fix this. And as of right now, this o
