***Ryder’s POV***
It felt like someone had removed a veil from my eyes. Jake and I both realized it wasn’t Hunter’s neck we were about to snap but Amber’s. Instantly, I shifted back and pulled her into my arms and cried like never before. Usually, I wouldn’t want to cry in front of my pack, but holding a dead Amber in my arms, the floodgates broke, and I sobbed like a baby. Jake wasn’t howling in pain but in shame and regret. For some unknown reason, Jake put a block up between us, which was odd considering we needed each other. Out of the blue, a foreign presence swept over me.
“She’s not dead, but she will be if you don’t take her to the doctor.” As much as I wanted to question whatever voice was talking to me. The most important thing to me was the health of my mate. Upon reaching the
