Orin's pov

The sound of bones breaking filled the night, but I couldn’t move. I sat there in my mate’s blood, my hands trembling. The warmth around me was fading, just like the life in her eyes. My chest hurt so much it felt like my heart was being ripped out.

My lips trembled as the words slipped out, barely a whisper. “What… what have I done?”

My throat tightened, and my chest felt heavy, like something inside me was collapsing. I looked down at my blood-stained hands, the sight ...