My Alpha Mate Regretted it After I Died

Today marked exactly two weeks of cold war between my mate, the Alpha of the Red Moon pack, and me. He didn’t seem to be too bothered with our fight. I found out exactly why when I saw a young woman in our house, Violet Murphy.

He treated her like a treasure, completely indulged in every way. She radiated a healthy glow, like sunshine; heartwarming and beautiful. The complete opposite of the current me.

Ryan must have loved her so much that he let her crush the bracelet that my late brother gave me, murder the wolf that was my best friend, and dig out my brother’s remains.