Breed me, Break me, Alphas
Zevara held him tightly, her eyes watering, and that was when she remembered what he had told her a week ago—that he had only been so angry and had done everything he did because he had lost his wolf.
How… how did he lose his wolf?
“Talon…” her lips trembled. “How did you lose your wolf? Talon, pleaseeeee,” she cried out, shaking him vigorously. “Please wake up…”
Talon’s chest rose and fell slowly as he forced his eyes open. The once attractive blue eyes had turned white, almost lifeless. “I think…” he began weakly, more blood pouring from his mouth. “It was a punishment from the Moon for all the things I had done to you. I lost my wolf, Zevara, but it’s fine, okay.”