Seventy Five.

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The soft repeated pelting of raindrops on the rooftop provided such a serene atmosphere — Michelle was so reluctant to awaken.

Here in the Alpha King's chamber, and on his freakishly large bed, she laid, sleeping soundly. There was a slight redness of her eyes, but compared to last night, this was nothing.

Then, her eyes were overly puffy and reddened — it wasn't unexpected since she cried bitterly for so many hours.

Still, it felt… Nice.

Mira's death was unforgettable — she was more than a friend, and a sister combined. The fact that she left this Earth due to murder was overly heartbreaking.

Yet… It had happened, and regardless of how heart shattering it was, Michelle had to move on.

There certainly was more to life, but her murderer would… No, must be brought to justice.

“Shawn…” A sleepy mutter erupted from her lips as her hand unconsciously roamed on the bed. Her mate's side was verily cold, and that prompted her into waking up.

Michelle's widened eyes quickly raked th