YELENA

I stepped back, my chest heaving, looking down at his trembling form. "What? Did I... did I hear that right?"

Daniel didn't look up. He just sat there in the middle of the floor, sobbing, his tears mixing with the blood on his chest.

"I told you," he choked out. "It’s my fault. Your wolf... she knows. She just confirmed it."

I closed my eyes for a second, trying to process the impossibility of it. Daniel loved Marie. Everyone knew it. It was the kind of soul-deep devotion that ...