I was in pieces. How could my Maya be dead? I had treated her so coldly when we last spoke. She must have died hating me. She died not knowing how much I loved her. She died not knowing I was her mate. She died thinking I did not want her.
But then a thought came to me….. What if she hadn’t died? What if the rogues had just kidnapped her? Some rogues were known for that, and she was a beautiful she-wolf. I could see why they may want to keep her.
Kylo growled inside of my head at the thought of another wolf touching his mate or hurting her. The thought she could have been tortured killed me. But if there was even the slightest chance she could still be out there, I needed to know. I needed this looking into. I could not go myself as I needed to be here at pack for my father as much a
