Daniel's POV:
I watched as guards wrapped the rogue's body in cloth and closed the body bag zipper.
It's the 2nd murder in the dungeon confines.
"Do you think it's the work of the hybrid?" I asked Dean, but he shook his head.
"No f*****g idea," He sighed heavily, rubbing his face in his hands.
I sighed, looking around the place.
We made our way out of the dungeon and walked to our house.
House? It doesn't feel like one ever since Daisy left us.
Maybe a place to sleep.
We walked up into the house that felt too cold losing the warmth it had when Daisy was here.
The stairs, the walls, and the floor, no longer felt familiar without my mate.
I wish I could just go with her where she is, but I know I'm the last person she would ever want to see again.
I have hurt her, I didn't push h
