My Loss Is Her Gain
I'm traveling through my pack when some Rogues ambush me. They chase me without mercy.
I scream for Grayson Atwell, my Alpha mate, through the mind-link. But he shuts me out, muttering something about being "busy with pack affairs".
I force down my fear and run, but they catch me anyway. Just as the silver knife grazes my throat, Vidar Mallory, the guard captain, bursts in. He drives the Rogues back and takes me to the hospital.
Lying in the hospital bed, I overhear Vidar talking to his men by accident.
"Freya is carrying a seven-month-old pup. How could Grayson abandon her just to take care of Bella's pup?"
"Bella's pup had a fever last night. Grayson stayed at the hospital the whole night."
My heart shatters. Even the pup I fought so hard to conceive was lost in the accident. I decided to leave and take on an entry-level healer position at a hospital in another pack.
But after I'm gone, Grayson loses his mind searching for me.