Theo’s POV
I had been back from Alaska for a week now. but I haven't seen the sun. I closed all the thick curtains and locked the door with only a bottle of strong whiskey for company.
Every time I closed my eyes, I heard her sweet, desperate voice echoing in my empty room.
The last words she said played inside my head on a terrible, endless loop. They were cutting my heart into a million tiny pieces.
Even if Violet Stone wasn't my wife, her words hurt me.
I took another long drink from the bottle. The alcohol burned my throat, but it did nothing to numb the terrible pain in my chest.
"Enough," I whispered to the empty room. My voice sounded rough and broken.
I couldn't keep living like this. I was the Alpha of the Sirius Pack. I had thousands of wolves depending on me to be strong
