Best Friends

The mask fragmented into countless pieces. Reality itched me as I glanced back to Karen. She's dead. And it was because of me. I killed her, my mate. And the love of my life.

But how? How did it happen? Why did I do it? My brain was frozen without getting any answer to my questions until all of a sudden, an unknown power surged within me - a tempest of raw, untamed energy pushing against the confines of my skin.

My wolf stirred in startled wonder; it had never experienced such magnitude of power. My eyes, once blurred, now blazed fiery red. It was the same eyes when Karen became an alpha.

Shaking off the remnants of the mask, my newly amplified senses caught whiffs of a brutal battle underway – Simon and our friends combatting the malevolence of the masked men.

My gaze swiveled back to Karen's prone form on the ground, heartache seizing me, her peaceful face a harsh contrast to the chaos around me.

The alpha blood in me roared throughout my veins with the urg