KYLIE. I wake up in pain, not just emotionally but physically too. My mind has been replaying that scene over and over in my head, I mean I couldn't even escape it in my dreams. I did this, this is all my fault, I killed him,I killed him. If I hadn't left, if I just stayed back at the house then none of this would've happened. He came here to save me and now he's dead. My mate, my husband, the one true love of my life. A part of me wants to believe that he survived but I know logically that's not just possible. I mean a single sliver bullet is lethal to a werewolf and he had hundreds rain down on him. But it's not just that, I can't feel him anymore, I've been trying but he's not just there. He's gone, he's really gone. I lay down on the bed, not moving as tears just flow from my eyes and soak the pillow that I'm laying on. A maid comes into the room twice to drop a tray of food for me, but I don't touch it, I can't eat, I mean I can't even move and I
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