Prologue- Welcome Death

Megan

I lay on the floor the body of my year-old son next to me. I am losing blood I can feel it draining out of me. I am welcoming death to come. Then I can be with my mate and son. Tears slowly fall as I look at my son. I can’t move. I don’t know where the body of my mate is, but I know he is dead. I felt the bond painfully break the moment they killed him. I tried to hide with my son only for them to sniff me out and find me. They grabbed my son Gabriel from my arms and in front of me broke his little neck, killing him instantly. I heard a woman’s scream and knew it was me. I couldn’t stop the screaming and knelt next to my son’s body and sobbed.

In my grief, I didn’t hear the footsteps behind me until I felt the rogue's teeth clamp onto my left shoulder piercing the artery on my neck and making me lose a lot of blood. I collapsed on the floor unconscious.

I don’t know how long I was out but when I opened my eyes next, I was next to my son’s body. I only had strength enough to reach out my hand and grab his tiny hand in mine. I stayed like that just waiting for death. I welcomed death. Then I close my heavy eyes for the last time.