Dalton's POVJade was dead. The words hit me but they did not feel real. They floated somewhere outside my body, refusing to sink in and become truth.My first emotion was guilt. Sharp and immediate and cutting straight through me. I had contributed to whatever spiral led to this. My rejection, my coldness, my inability to love her the way she desperately needed. That blood was on my hands whether I pulled the trigger or not.My second emotion was concern for Tehila, who stood frozen beside me with her face completely unreadable. No tears, no shock, just blank stillness that scared me more than crying would have.The messenger, one of Clearwater Ridge's younger wolves with nervous eyes and dirt under his fingernails from hard travel, continued his explanation. His voice shook slightly as he spoke. "Jade was found in the forest three days ago. Apparently, she committed suicide. It was silver poisoning, self-inflicted according to the pack doctor who examined her body. She left a note b
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