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Lochlan’s POV

The day that I lost my mate was one of the worst days of my life. I was devastated and heartbroken, and I felt like my world had been shattered into a million pieces. It was as if a part of me had died along with her, and I knew that I would never be the same again.

For weeks after her disappearance, I searched high and low for her. I scoured the woods and the surrounding areas, desperate to find any trace of her. But it was as if she had vanished into thin air. None of the neighbouring packs had seen her, and I could no longer mindlink with her or pick up her scent. It was as if she had never existed.

I was consumed with guilt and regret. I knew that I had messed up, that I had made a terrible mistake. I had been unfaithful to her with that slut Tara, and I knew that it was my fault that she was gone. My wolf still had not forgiven me, and I could feel his anger and betrayal simmering just beneath the surface.

As the days turned into weeks