The rogues lunged, their sharp fangs tearing into my flesh. I screamed in agony as one of them sank its teeth deep into my shoulder, while another raked its claws across my chest, reaching my heart. I gasped as blood poured from the wound, life slipping away with every drop.
The phone slipped from my fingers as the world around me dimmed. My body grew heavier, sinking into the cold ground. I was alone. On this dark, unfamiliar path, I was dying without my mate, without anyone to hear my final words.
Klaus had promised me forever.
Instead, I got this.
***
We were supposed to be happy. Klaus and I had just gotten engaged. Our mating ceremony was in a week, and I had been counting the days, dreaming of the moment I would be his Luna, The Snowfall Pack would celebrate, and for once, I would feel like I belonged. My younger brother even said he wanted to make a speech at the wedding, something funny to lighten the mood.
But all of that had been taken from me. The warmth of my body was draining fast, replaced by a terrifying cold. My vision blurred, and with it, the memories of what once was.