My Mate Is a Dead Man
Everyone rushed toward me.
But I couldn't hear them.
The gaping hole in my chest swallowed me whole, a pain more agonizing than a thousand silver bullets.
Shelly was really dead.
My Luna, my mate, was gone forever.
But… I was going to fix it.
I was going to go back to her as soon as Kyra's baby was born…
Why!
"Shelly—" I struggled to my feet and staggered toward the ship's rail.
"Alpha, what are you doing?"
I stared into the churning darkness below, the waves calling to me. "Shelly," I whispered, my voice breaking. "My mate... I'm coming for you."