Kyra POV:
My heart broke at his words. He lost his sons, but my curiosity wasn't satisfied with his response. What about his mate? I can't imagine the guilt and pain he carries for his son's death, but his mate?
"What happened?" I questioned, needing more. He took a deep breath before looking up at us, "My oldest son, Jake, was just completing his training. He was good. One of the best, and I don't say that just because he was mine. He truly was one of the best. He excelled in not only fighting but tracking as well."
I watched as his eyes became distant, as he remembered his son. "He got his tracking skills from his mother, of course, but he could give her a run for her money any day. He wasn't but 20 years old when we lost him. A battle that we thought we were prepared for, but we we
