-Christine-
THE HARDEST THING that happened to me was waking up in the middle of the night and realizing that my mate would never return.
My heart was bleeding, and I was crying alone in my Alpha's bed, hugging his pillow and sniffing his scents that were still lingering in his room.
It has been been a week since the Arch bridge collapsed.
Tyron had been sought after by the Alliance, but there had been no news of him until that day. They concluded that the water current of the river beneath the bridge may have carried his body somewhere or that wild animal may have dined on his flesh, explaining why the trackers had found no trace of him.
With that information, my struggle to maintain my hopes came to an end, and I decided to accept my mate's tragic death, recalling how he died right
