*Theo POV*
I hold my hand over her hole in her chest and just keep my teeth deeply sunk into her soft smooth skin, I can taste her blood, I can taste my blood, salty liquid falls from my eyes, straight around my lips and settles on her shoulder.
Why did I come here?
What was so wrong with spending the rest of ours lives on the run?
What does being alpha matter? Why did my so called family have to be punished, if it all led to this, if what I won led to Ella’s demise then none of it is worth it, I would rather be a rogue, I would rather watch those idiots live a good undeserved life, I would rather be nothing, I would rather have nothing, I would rather spend every night on the streets, I would rather eat out of trash cans, I would rather fight for a tiny bit of money.
A pack, a home,
