Zayd closed the door behind him and reluctantly walked inside, stooping in front of her. “Quinn…little red, what’s wrong?”
She looked down at him with eyes that were red with tears, rapidly shaking her head. “Why are you here?”
“Quinn I…answer me first, what did she say to you? Why in heaven's name are you crying so painfully? Tell me, I’ll take care of it.”
“I…I…” she swallowed, her mental panic visible on her face. “Nothing happened.”
“Quinn…” He reached for her face, and though it was futile to wipe away the tears that tainted her cheeks, he did. “Quinn, talk to me. The bond…why can’t I feel it? And for the last time, why the f*ck are you crying?”
“It…my wolf…” She choked out. “My wolf is dead…”
“W-Wha…? What are you talking about? How can your wolf be de…?”
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