Roman
I roared in pain.
Roared, like an animal, a wounded animal. I scared everyone around me. My classmates, the Diplomacy teacher who looked like a stake pierced through her heart, everyone in a ten mile radius, probably. I later understood why my teacher looked like that, it was because she instantly knew that roar, she knew the pain I felt and the reason behind it. I knew it too, almost instantly. It was a pain like none other that I felt before, it wasn't even comparable to my first shift, and the Goddess knows that hurt like a b***h. It was because I had never experienced that kind of pain before, that I knew exactly what it was. Emily.
My mate. My future wife. She was… dead.
Helped by my teacher and a few other Alphas back on my feet, I was told I should go home. And I wasn’t
