RYKER’S POV

A strangled sob escaped my lips when I found myself back in the same clearing.

I had killed my own child. I had destroyed my world.

“No,” Rider growled in my head. Snapping me back into focus. “You made mistakes, but you would never kill our own. Even when Vera said she was pregnant. You never once rejected the pup because you believed it was ours.

“But we lost the baby. Lyra, she—she lost the baby,” I cried. My shoulders shook, and my feet gave way under me. ...