Astor’s Pov
6 years Later
The scent of her or rather, the ghost of it still clung to me, a cruel joke played by my own memories. Loving somebody with every bone in your body is the worst kind of torture. It's like having your heart ripped out and then handed back, still beating, just to remind you what you've lost.
The only good thing she ever did by leaving was showing me Alpha Kyle's true intentions. He stood there, bold as brass, after what he’d done claiming he was here for me.
I guess she didn't tell him that she left me a letter.
Chasing him away from my pack didn't help me as much as I wanted it to. It didn’t make the hollow space in my chest any smaller, and it sure as hell didn’t make my heart hurt any less. Especially when he’d thrown that final knife, claiming she’d thrown
