Darius’s pov
The instant Herry’s soul passed, Estella unraveled.
Goddess her scream. So broken and heart-wrenchingly raw, it shook the air with power.
I caught her as she fell, soft yet strong.
She was unconscious now. Her chest rising and falling as the sound of her shallow breaths filled the air. I carefully pulled a blanket over her shaking frame.
My mate.
My fingers brushed against her cheek tenderly as I took in every inch of her.
Her pale skin, her red nose, and the tear drops on her wet lashes.
Herry’s death had broken her.
A low growl rumbled in my chest.
Damn it.
This shouldn’t have happened.
A few moments later, the room door pushed open again and Kieran walked in wiping his bloodstained hands on a cloth.
“You’re still here,” He observed softly. I gave no respons
