---- Julia was a poor omega. Her mate had died shortly after their daughter was born. And that little pup... she came into the world with a heart defect. My soul ached just watching them. Why do the kindest hearts suffer the most? ..While others- Julia gently placed my phone on the table and curled up in bed beside her sleeping daughter. Iremained awake, drifting silently through her den, watching the two of them breathe in sync, their pain softened only by each other's presence. Suddenly, my phone lit up. Anotification. I floated closer. My soul froze when I saw the headline that flashed across the screen: [The Lycan King Involved in a Midnight Car Crash - Vehicle Smashed Through Guardrail) ---- The location... was on Luna Fang Road. Did he get hurt? I didn't have time to think - my soul rushed toward Luna Fang Road like a gust of wind. When J arrived, the street was already packed. A crowd of werewolves had surrounded the scene. I could barely see anything, only the crushed top of a Maybach, its silver frame twisted like torn flesh. My heart pounded. Panic surged through me as I squeezed through the gaps in the crowd, my soul nearly unraveling in desperation. Where is he? Where's Shawn? But I couldn't see him. Not even a glimpse. My mind was spiraling into chaos. Then- "Shawn, your wolf is hurt. I'm taking you to the infirmary." ---- A voice cut through the noise. I turned around sharply, breath caught in my throat. There he was. Sitting on the cold pavement, his arms hung limp at his sides. Claws cracked, blood trailing slowly down his wrist and dripping onto the ground... My soul trembled. It was like the last piece of me had shattered. He didn't say a word. Not even a glance to the crowd. Just quietly stepped into the werewolf ambulance as if... nothing in this world mattered anymore.