(Draco’s POV)
‘I can’t feel mate, go find mate.’ Capala exclaimed in a panic. I wanted to find her too, needed to honestly but I was scared of finding what my mind and body were telling me. Our connection felt broken, making my body feel empty.
Cortos moved before anyone else. When I realized he had gathered a search party to find my mate, I ran after them. Xavier wasn’t even a step behind me. I knew that if I abruptly stopped, he would run right into my back side. Little Javier was still in his arms, and I didn’t want to take the chance of them both falling. The guards Cortos called over started lifting debris, tossing it into a pile where nothing laid. I was happy for that, didn’t need them burying my mate more than she already was. I stumbled on my feet, realizing it would have been
