Kieran's POV,
The cliff’s edge felt sharp beneath my boots with the river snarling like a beast below, its white foam glinting under the moonlight. I had been standing here alone for hours, my breath clouding in the chill breeze as I gazed at the dangerous water below.
Mira’s scream was rippling through me again and again and I still couldn’t believe I’d lost her from my life. Night after night, I kept returning here, keeping my eyes scouring the river area for any trace of her.
“Mira,” I whispered with my wolf howling inside my mind, my voice swallowed by the river’s din. I knew I had failed her. I had let my possessiveness and Lyria’s manipulations blind me to push her to death. Now, my pack was suffering for my mistakes and I stood here like a weak Alpha, unable to control my mind.
