Alpha Axton felt his heart break into a thousand, small pieces.

"You witnessed all of it? Every thing?"

Her lips quivered as she looked at him. "Why do you look more devastated than I?"

He looked up, and swallowed, but it felt like it scratching at his throat. He turned to the grave, then to her again.

"Well..I..I am sorry, Natalia. You, um..Hold it so well, I would never have guessed."

She nodded and turned away as alpha Axton managed to stand, his body feeling fluid under him. What has he done? What is this?

Flashes of the night he had raided the witch village came back to him in...