The kitchen… the blood… the pup….
“My pup…” My voice broke as fear rose inside me.
The healer’s face turned heavy with sadness. She placed her hand over mine. “I am sorry. You lost the pup.”
A scream tore from my throat as my heart shattered. This couldn’t be real. I had lost everything. My son. My unborn pup. All because of Razen.
Tears streamed down endlessly as I cried. Why was everything taken from me? Why was my life falling apart like this?
I cried until I had no strength left. Then I lay there, staring at the ceiling, empty and hollow.
It would have been easier if I had died too, instead of living through this nightmare.
The door opened, and someone stepped in. I didn’t even turn to look.
“Hello, Nivella.” A deep, calm voice spoke.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw Keegan Thunderhowl, Navielle’s mate, standing beside me. His gray eyes were cold and unreadable.
I had no strength to answer him.
He walked closer and sat beside my bed.
“I heard what happened. I am sorry,” he said quietly.
Seeing him only reminded me of Navielle and everything she had done. I didn’t want him here.
“Navielle is not here,” I said weakly, my throat dry.
His eyes darkened with anger.