Third POV

Mira stood as she stared at her mate, torn between love and revenge.

“He is my son!”she spat, as she clenched her fist.

“They were all my sons,”she roared, at a mate who looked away from her, he couldn't bear the pain, in her voice, as she spoke, after all, they all shared the same pain.

“He killed our son, he needs to pay, he needs to pay, he needs to pay for the death of our boy!”he roared, Mira looked at her mate, who was consumed by grief, vengeance, it's been ...