Bab 239: THE CRITICAL SITUATION (31)

This was crazy. The heavy burden in her shoulder for the responsibility to be the one, who took her own mate's life was insane.

Dawn felt the dagger was so heavy in her hand when she curled the hilt. She was trembling. The pain of losing her beast was nothing compared to the pain of the thought of losing Zenith.

How could she lose her? When the last time they talked to each other? She remembered it was when she returned to the palace after she took care the venomous snake in the tent.

Who would have thought, that would be the last time they talked to each other? She felt like it happened a few lifetimes ago. She missed him dearly.

How could they end up like this? There was not even a goodbye for them?

"Arrghh!!!"