He felt a suffocating void where he should feel his pack members. That electric thrum that tied him to hundreds of wolves with instinct deeper than speech was gone.
It was like the sudden loss of a heartbeat.
His chest rose in ragged gasps, sweat slicking his back as he clawed at the earth, eyes wide with disbelief. He didn’t know when he collapsed into the grass on the wood. During his short death period, he had a dream where a voice spoke from a bright light, telling him he needs to die to lift the curse off his pack members or what was worse than death would happen to the world.
Alpha Torin woke up with a start, panicking. It was already morning but it was still very early because the sun was barely out.
He felt like a loser to have been here all night instead of being there for his
