Antonio’s P.O.V.

Waking up, I couldn’t help but smile as I thought of my beautiful mate. She was officially my Luna and the mother figure of the pack. She was beyond what I had ever dreamed of having for a mate and far more the woman anyone could have imagined her to be.

Sure, she was different, but those differences were nothing that would change my opinion of her.

Looking over to her side of the bed, I noticed the vacant spot and how cold the area felt. Knowing her, ...