Chapter 43

• Alpha Arthur;
• I held my wounded Elara in my arms as I sat on the floor. Tears filled my eyes, and my blood boiled in rage. She wasn’t breathing. Elara had stopped breathing. I roar a lot of times, hoping for her to hear me, and open her eyes. But she is far gone, I can’t feel her pulse anymore.
• “Alpha Arthur! Please, don’t tell me, my friend is dead. Elara can’t die,” the girl I believed was Malicia, knelt beside Elara, trying to revive her.