After I Died, My Ex-mate Begged for My Mercy
I heard the pain in her voice.
My breathing faltered. Was her pack house attacked? Who did it? Was that the reason she was here for revenge? But why me?
“The only way to completely get to him is to kill her. She needs to die. I am done playing games!” Maria declared.
What was she trying to do?!
For a brief second, I heard nothing, except ragged breathing. I opened my eyes slowly, peeking to see what she was up to.
I gaped, blinking in surprise as I saw her. A candle was lit, and I could see everything clearly compared to when I had come awake. Maria was with a knife, drawing blood from her wrists!