Nathan's POV
"KYRA!" I shouted as soon as I opened my eyes, Alaric, my wolf, howling in pain. The last thing I remembered was Alpha Darian's warning through the mind-link about threats to Kyra's life, then the crash—
"Son..."
My mother's scent—lavender and pine—filled my nose as she worriedly caressed my cheek. "You're in the pack hospital."
I looked around. "Where's my mate? Where's Kyra?"
Her hands trembled as she shook her head slowly.
My heart almost stopped when I saw her reaction. "MOM!"
"The Raven Shadow Pack took her. Her father is...furious."
"What? Mom, I need to see her. I need to know if she's okay."
"No, Nathan. You can't see her for now. Her father is—"
"I don't care about her father, Mom. I want to check on my mate—"
"Unfortunately, you have no right to call her your mate anymore, Nathan."
My father's voice sent a chill through me. He stood by the window, his Alpha aura dominating the room. "You severed that bond when you rejected her."
