Chapter 43 Princess Who Torments My Thoughts

Alpha Aric Darkclaw. The fire crackled in the fireplace; the night outside was heavy, covered in mist and silence, as if the world had stopped to mourn her absence. The glass of wine rested between my fingers, but I didn't drink. The red liquid reflected the glow of the flames, reminding me of the warmth I felt when I touched her skin for the last time, which was now just a memory.