Chapter Fifty-Eight

Levi

“Why Savage? We could have found another way.” I yell in anguish as our mating bond breaks as I watch her die in front of me.

My voice echoes through the clearing, my heartrending cry piercing the silence of the night. The agony of losing Savage, the one who had been his partner in every sense of the word, threatened to consume him whole. The bond they shared, once strong and unbreakable, now lay shattered at my feet, leaving me feeling raw and exposed in its absence.

As I kneel beside Savage's lifeless body, a maelstrom of emotions churned inside me—grief, guilt, and an overwhelming sense of emptiness that seems to swallow me whole. I reach out a trembling hand to touch her cold cheek, my fingers lingering on her still form, as if unwilling to let go.

“Why did it have to end like this?” I whisper hoarsely, my voice filled with anguish and regret. “We were supposed to grow old together, to watch our children thrive under your guidance. How can I face this world without you by my