His Broken Sigma Mate

ey

the weight of a demigod. The smell of fresh

was about to birth a storm. The cloud became thick and murky as the colour of

red with my Alisa. She would never have allowed her Grey out in the dark wood at this mon

y dug their grave long before now. The agony would have been less severe if it

m the enclosed cabin, than screaming out helplessly in the same wild wood. She never listened to me she doesn

o get close to her, but I was there. I was there to always protect her. She groaned so much the moment she

t I feel that way? she was my life and I

the chirping birds and the heavy breathe fr

, I know the weather was deadly cold, but I don't wish to leave anytime soon. N

st a rogue tonight was not enough to quench the burns in my heart. Ripping out just one heart

r of age, my dominance was stronger than the oldest wolf in the pack who had lived for over three hundred years

battlefield and around my territory, the pains in her eyes refuses to

ne and of course he dare not look at my face as he speak, whether I'm his best fr

ness her death had left me.'' I mumbled in my deep cold voice, the wind

ur mate, Grey. That can help don't you think?'' Charles asked, he was domin

oad green leave, preventing the snow from soaking into his pants. He picked t

my pains. I am capable of making myself better."

need to find your mate too." C

e close." I sighed a heap

sniff her out.'' he rose from th

ered my blue fleek eyes, reddish as though it wa

night, you have to rest, you are all messed up with blood stains."

nd. Charles and other of my men searched for wo

ome reasons my eyes were