Draven
It was all my fault. If only I had trusted my instincts and not followed Keilan, none of this tragedy would have happened .
My heart was heavy with the weight of guilt, and a lone tear escaped my eye as I looked at Kylan, lying in a pool of blood. His life was slipping away, each precious drop reminding me of my failure as the alpha king. The connection between us was waning, on the brink of breaking, and I knew that soon, he was going to die.
The guards who had been devoted to their families and me for generations now paid the price for my mistake. The bitterness of knowing I had failed as an alpha king was infuriating and shameful.
I couldn't even sense my Lycan. It was as if the silver bullets that had pierced me had severed our connection completely.
