How much can love save?
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Leila is torn between keeping away from her mate and saving her Pack. She believes staying away from him is best for the both of them. But the only way she stands a chance at protecting the people she loves is if she accept...
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~NICK
I was furious at everything. I was furious at him for doing this. When I saw the red hair sprawled around the box, I knew what followed. But my body was frozen for the life of me. My body was frozen when my mate went limp on the ground.
"Rey..."
Oh God, Rey...
She had a habit of sensing her mother's change of emotion and this was bad. This was grief. And sooner or later, she would walk down those stairs to inquire what had happened.
I looked at my mother, pleading to her, my chest heaving. "Please..." was the only word I managed to say. A word she understood since she was the one sleeping with Rey throughout last night.
She quickly ran up the stairs, not turning, in time for me to hear through the upper corridor.
"What's going on?"
"It's nothing, baby." Her voice trembled.
"What's going on with mommy...why do I feel like I want to cry?"
But the voices were receding to her room.
I looked at Max, who faltered a step back as my sister held him firm. A pained look stretched across his pale face. His body trembled.
But then I looked down at my passed-out mate; a single line of tears ran from her eye to her hairline.
I was angry. I was so angry.
We hadn't made it in time.
I remembered the first time I met Reinah...when she broke into my mansion. How determined she was to take her queen back...her friend and only sister. How stubborn she was even when Edward stuck a dagger in her chest. Was she stubborn when they decapitated her...when they took her head off her body? Were they quick, or did they make it painful to taunt my mate? Did she remain calm or thrash like she did when Edward took her inside the last time I saw her?
What was her last thought?
Did she think my mate abandoned her? Did she embrace her death, knowing she was dying for her? Was her last thought of Leila?
I was angry.
I was angry; I stood and went to the box, pulling up the head by the hair as if I could see Edward on her face.
But shit!
A string of curses went out of my mouth...
"Son of a bitch!" Kayeel's eyes widened.
I didn't see Edward's face...or Reinah.
It was a porcelain doll. A porcelain head with red hair. Its face was smeared with blood.
I sniffed...
Pig's blood.
Fury coiled up in my chest, and I threw it across the room, letting it crash on the wall and break into pieces.
