Esma’s pov

I quickly opened the gate, it was the final obstacle in between me and the long-awaited freedom I was seeking. How many days it has been? One door and I will soon in the arms of my mate. Loving and comforting as much as the thought was the reality was equally cruel.

My wolf whimpered, and I knew she still wanted him and his wolf. They were fated mates after all.

In the distance, I could hear the collective growls of wolves. I was quick to open the door. My blood turned cold seeing the horrific sight in front of my eyes. The blood was spilled on the...