My Mate Is a Dead Man
For help.
Then I watched her wait. And wait. And wait.
Until the link was severed.
She crumpled to the ground, sobbing silently.
And then she stood, pressed her hands to her belly, and began that fatal ritual.
"Turn it off," I closed my eyes, my voice raw.
"Alpha, there's more—"
"I SAID TURN IT OFF!"
The screen went dark.
The memory slammed into me.
The mind-link. Shelly's call.
I had been in bed with Kyra.