Christian’s Pov

The second those lines on the heart monitor went straight, my world stopped. 

No. No, no, no. This couldn’t be happening.

“Mia!” I screamed, my voice cracking as I lurched forward. The doctors were swarming around her, shouting orders and moving in a blur. Everything felt distant, muffled, like I was underwater, and the only thing I could hear clearly was that relentless, high-pitched whine from the machine that told me her heart had stopped. 

Her heart had stopped.

My mate, my Mia, was slipping away, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do.

I surged toward the bed, grabbing the nearest doctor by the collar, yanking...