He looked at the sky through the open windows, the hum of the breeze, making the night quite relaxing, but his mind was drawn to the previous events, which had happened years back, it felt like yesterday, memories like these are not to be forgotten so easily, memories of loosing your own mate, at your weakest point, these was the most heart shattering memory, the screams still audible in his ears, the cries of his mate, no matter how long she had left these realm, her voice still speaks to him, whispers to his, telling him how forsaken he was, how unrepentant he was, how disheartening he was, but these had marred him more and turned his soul to be darker, more dangerous, more insane, the death of his mate had corrupted his soul, his wolf, the vacuum was there, still in replaceable. Jaxon closed his eyes tightly, as he folded his fist, her scream of torment was tearing him apart, and with a swift of his tightened fist, he punched his hands on the wall, causing a big crac
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