Finding Emma

Draven's POV

“Alpha, Miss Whitemane’s van has met with an accident. She is dead.”

When my Beta first came to my office and broke this news to me, I felt my wolf tear down for the first time. The documents which were in my hands slipped to the floor and the next thing I knew, I was in my car, rushing to the crash sight.

I even jumped a few red lights and when I reached there, the firemen were busy securing the crash sight.

I did not care about the do not enter signs, I shoved away everyone who tried to restrain me and ran down the cliff.

The crash had set the van on fire and it had destroyed almost everything. I fell down on my knees, looking at the wreck.

Was she really gone?

Was she really dead?

My wolf had been in many wars and had the ugliest of injury painting his body but none of them gave him the kind of pain he was experiencing right now.

Roger had to drag me away, and even though I did not say anything, he understood how broken I was. He took me back to the road and the of