Him.
There’s nothing quite like seeing the love of my life turning deathly pale and becoming limp in my arms.
It all happened very quickly. One second we were playfully arguing about something and the next her body stops working, stumbling into me, her legs giving out. I can’t describe the terror that I felt when she was in my arms, cold already and unmoving. Her face was pale, her lips a color so corpse like that it chills me just to see it. Her eyes were glassy, like tears were welling up but never falling.
The very sound of her gagging and coughing, fighting for breath weakened my knees and shattered my chest.
"Stay with me." I pleaded, over and over. "Emma, my darling, don't leave me."
“The Moon Goddess killed my wolf.” She said in a voice that didn’t even sound like her.
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