Magnus
My body moves faster than my thoughts can catch up, leg muscles drawn so tight I can feel the fibers straining, threatening to tear.
The first thing I do is reckless—pointless—but I can't stop myself. As if part of me still refuses to believe she's gone. I can't accept it.
I slam open the door to Kaya's room with such force that it rips from the hinges and crashes against the floorboards, the sound echoing like a gunshot through the hall. Her scent is everywhere, saturating the air, clinging to every surface. But it offers no comfort.
What good is her scent if she isn't here?
"Alpha Magnus," Samantha's voice breaks through my haze, trembling and thin. I turn, startled by how pale she is, her hair messy and damp as if she's run all the way here.
"I'm sorry." She almost chokes on the words, her eyes brimming with tears. "If only I had gone to the Lunarium with her… this wouldn't have—"
