**Trigger warning: Loss**
Wilona's POV
‘What you did earlier was not cool. Konrad is hurting as well, and it’s all because of you. What were you thinking, hugging Adam like that? We should be in Konrad’s arms,’ Aiyana growled, scraping the floor of my mind in anger.
‘I am sorry,’ I whispered, feeling my heart skip with guilt.
‘The person worthy of your apology is our mate.’ She snarled.
As soon as mom told me where Zara was, I rushed to her cubicle and halted my steps, catching my breath. I found uncle Amedeo lying in bed, holding her lovingly in his arms. He seemed lost in her sleeping pale face when I walked in. A nurse stood at the side, sadness washing over her eyes as she removed drips from her arm. A tethered sob parted my lips while I sauntered towards her bed. The person in my
