Chapter 40

Tyler. The night air hung heavy with the acrid scent of smoke. My home, my sanctuary, had been destroyed by the one people I thought would never betray me. Anger surged through my veins, threatening to consume me. I needed to teach them a lesson. Why the fuck would they attack their Alpha’s house? As Nate led the way to his house, I couldn't help the fear that gripped me as I watched Arya form shift in my arms. I kept my eyes and ears on alert as Nate and his mate scouted the surrounding area of their secluded mansion. After signaling their security to open the gates and secure the area, we moved into the house. With shaky hands, I quickly placed my hand on Arya's neck to check her pulse. I exhaled in relief as I felt a weak but steady pulse. Anger filled me as the image of Arya's unmoving form kept replaying in my mind. She could have died tonight. I almost lost my second chance mate to my past. Gently laying Arya on a bed in Nate's guest room, I brushed a strand of hair off