Chapter17:

Resentment. Mortal enemies. Jane’s stance. The biggest downfall of a werewolf is having no wolf. I’ve locked myself in my room, not allowing anyone to see me, still grieving my loss. I feel a deep, gnawing emptiness that I can’t seem to escape. The loss of my wolf has left me feeling incomplete and vulnerable, like a part of my very soul has been torn away. Amber is gone. My wolf is gone. I am happy I had a wolf to call mine. I call out to her, but there is no response. She was always by my side, and now she’s gone because of me. I blame myself for her death. Amber, I apologize. I regret that you were mated with someone so heartless. I promise to seek justice for you. I swear to avenge you and make him pay for his actions. I will make him suffer more than I am suffering now. “Are you in there, Jane?” Amira calls for me, but I stay silent. I don’t want anyone to see me like this. I have never felt this sad and heartbroken. This is my 100th attempt to reach out to her, and I hope she wil