Jayden's POV
Her head fell back, body loosened in my arm and I watched as her head hit the mattress as if she was dead.
I quickly let go of her body and came out of the bed. Wiping my mouth away, I controlled the tears that flashed in my eyes. I brought my gaze back on her faint frame and my jaw tightened for her wrists were bleeding.
With all my rage gone I raised my head to face the ceiling.
"She can't be a killer." I repeated what came from my wolf Jordan.
Five days back on that unfortunate evening, I was in a club enjoying some booze with my friends when I got a call from one of my classmates. He was the son to one of the officers who was present at the carnival that provided him the news of my mate's murder.
I had actually laughed at him and cut the call. I thought it was a pran
