Mariam’s POV
I fell while feeling Gunther’s massive claw gripping my ankle tightly, and I could hear him—the Beta of Alpha Damian—laughing!
Within ten seconds, I was submerged in the cold current of the river we had seen from the top of the cliff. I swallowed water, and panic filled me as I remembered that I didn’t know how to swim.
I was going to die here, at seventeen, on the same day I had transformed for the first time.
The water kept filling my chest; I felt it accumulating in my body like I was a damaged raft, while the current dragged me without mercy.
This is how my life was going to end, right after receiving my wolf and realizing that my tormentor was actually my mate—and possibly my brother. At least I would die believing he wasn’t, without the certainty crushing my conscie
