( Yvonne’s POV )Connor and I have been out for about twenty minutes. He's laying on his back, clothed, and staring at the sky. We had our fun in our tiger and wolf, then decided to shift back. "It's amazing out here." I hear his dazed voice, almost as if he's high off of the view.I look at him, then back to the sky. "It really is, isn't it." We sit in silence, just enjoying the soft grass and warm morning sun.My fingers dig into the grass, feeling the soil beneath, connecting myself to the earth.Yvonne! Hunter's voice pushes into my head, forcing me to sit up. We've had a breach. Get back to the house.Connor immediately stands, taking me into his arms, but the pounding of paws nearby alerts me to the magnitude of what we're dealing with."Connor." Just before he takes off to the house, I stop him. "We can't. We'll just lead them to the house." He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, allowing my feet to touch the ground. "Anything, and I mean anything, that presents itself as

( Yvonne’s POV )I'm not sure what to do. My mate can't even find comfort in me. Why does he get to be so good at making me feel better, but I do a crap job of it for him when he needs it?I suck as a mate.."Yvonne?" Lily's sweet voice comes from the other side of the door. She is such a blessing."We saw Connor head out in a hurry." Trish is here too. My friends are even good at comforting me.I'm a crappy friend…"We brought ice cream." I open the door slowly, trying to not look like a mess. Trish hands the tub of ice cream to Lily. "Come on honey." She pulls me into the room, Lily closing the door behind us."What's going on?" Trish sits down beside me on the bed and Lily hands me the tub with a spoon before doing the same."Well, I guess I should start off by telling you guys about this morning." And I do. I tell them everything, about being surrounded by wolves, the weird man, being demanded to appear in front of the Senate, everything.Trish and Lily patiently listen, both nodd

( Yvonne’s POV )"It says that you die three times." His hands hold the notepad loosely. My hand snatches out and I take it from him, and read it. Right there in black ink:Dies 3 timesWhat?Edna skims through her book calmly. "How do I die three times? You only have one life given to you."She only shakes her head. "Ask your mate about your first death."My head spins to Connor, his eyes staring at the pad in my hands. "What is she talking about?"Connor looks away, staring out the window. He's silent, and I almost ask again. Before I can though, he clears his throat and begins to speak. "You died that night. You died. They revived you, but you died, and I couldn't do anything." A soft, shaky breath passes his lips and he looks at me. "I felt it.Both the bond and I were shred to pieces. Everything stopped at that time." I stand up and walk to him, placing my hands on his face. "I gave up, on myself, on everything." Connor places his hands over mine, holding them. "When they revive

When Connor reappears, we head downstairs. It being so early, no one's awake, or so we thought. I sit at the table and prop my head up with my hand.Connor grabs two bowls and makes us some cereal. He sits down beside me, sliding the bowl and spoon towards me. "Thanks." I mutter, still stuck on what happened in the shower. Connor watches me closely, and I know he's worried. I honestly feel bad for him. Every second of every day, he's worried that I'll get hurt, or that someone will try to kill me.I know it bothers him not to be able to control the situation. He's an alpha. Control is in his blood."Well don't the two of you look depressed." Trish pops up in the doorway, eyeing us carefully. "So what's the problem now?"Connor glances at me and I nod my head. Trish is one of the most caring people I've ever known . She may be brash, and have a bit of an attitude, but she cares deeply for all of us, and I know she'd do anything to keep us safe. "Yvonne had a..." He stops, unsure what

"So what are we looking for, exactly?" Trish asks, running her hands along the spines of the old books.When Philip had told me of the library, I immediately told the group to meet Connor and I there. I had expected a grand library, filled with people and books. I was surprised to find that the only occupants of the vast library were the books themselves. Not a single soul lingered in the rows, nor was there anyone in charge of keeping them sorted."Anything that mentions the tigress." I say, and my voice echoes against the high ceiling.There's some silence, and everyone looks through the books along the shelves. Maybe we should go to the library with archives of all the books that mention the tigress, but I prefer something I can hold in my hands. "I think I found something." I hear Lily say, just loud enough to echo around the room.I walk towards her and see a set of volumes in front of her. "What are these?" I ask, lifting one up. Lily flips through one. "Well, I went to the arc