I dropped to my knees, defeated, wailing in grief for my broken heart. However, my entire body was suddenly tormented with a different kind of pain. A weird burning sensation exploded in my chest and rapidly coursed through my veins. It felt as if my flesh was being charred with molten lava and was so excruciating I was rolling on the floor screaming until the intense pain knocked me out cold.
I woke up the following day sprawled on the floor, surrounded by rubble and in a tattered ceremonial gown. Darkness was slowly creeping back into the house as the sun set, but even with less light, I could see the kind of mess the house turned into. It looked as if a wild animal stormed in and thrashed everything.
I didn't know what happened after I passed out, but the gaping void in my chest told me everything I needed to know. Axel had bonded with someone else and my wolf went berserk.
Knowing that was devastating, yet I couldn’t even cry about it. I felt so hollow, dead despite being alive.