RYAN
I was so angry.
I’ve never been so pissed, so incredibly annoyed that I wanted to plow everything in sight, but that was how I felt when I saw Kylie lying helplessly on the ground.
I rushed to her and cradled her head in my arms, my wolf Baron howling inside me. I know exactly how he felt, because I was feeling it too.
“Is she breathing?” Ross asked, his voice breaking in panic.
I pressed my thumb to her pulse, too afraid to say anything. It felt surreal—finding my mate and losing her on the same day. A lot of weird things have happened lately, and my brothers and I being mates to one person easily topped it all.
Yet, as I held her in my arms, it felt normal for me and my brothers to be mated to her.
“She’s barely breathing,” I said, exhaling a breath of relief and withdrawing
