Siena stares at Andrew’s headstone, not really seeing it. “What were you thinking?” She whispers. “We were over… You were supposed to let me go…” A gentle breeze blows, and if she were a superstitious woman, she would imagine that Andrew is nearby, trying to explain himself. But she can’t hear him. Not anymore. Now she will never know why, all these years, and despite having a new mate, Andrew never changed his will, and never bothered changing his life insurance beneficiary. A million dollars. And his savings too. Everything he owned now belongs to her, except for the pack title which has reverted to the crown, given his lack of blood heir. So many things she doesn’t understand, like why did he not have an heir? Wasn’t the main reason he left her for Leah because the other woman was c

