Roy stayed in his car, crying. He couldn’t understand what turn his life was taking. A month ago was peaceful and everything was going fine, besides the fact that he didn’t have a mate. But now, his life is a mess, and with everything that has been going on, he had no doubt that he was crazy.

Just a while ago, he would’ve killed one of his own, after years of promising he wouldn’t do such a thing. He wished he could get this guilt off his chest, but he couldn’t because, the more he thought about what he did, the more he felt disappointed in himself.

John reminded him...