Gavin's cries could be heard throughout the room.
"NO!" he yelled out, pounding on her chest, willing her to live. He ripped his wrist open again and put it against her lips, pressing hard to her chest, forcing her heart to keep beating. She wasn't breathing.
"Gavin, she's gone," Hope said softly.
"No," he said with a huff, "she's," he said again with another loud breath, "not."
He was compressing her chest with fury, willing her heart to keep going. Her skin was pale and waxy, her eyes closed.
"What happened?" Finn asked furiously. "Who did this? We will kill him!" His voice was angry and he looked at Hope expectantly. She felt the power of his gaze and she leaned back, away from him.
Her eyes were filled with worry as she gazed at her mate. She whispered softly, "She did it."
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