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Tazanna's POV

I don't want to live. I have nothing to live for. Alphas right, I will be rejected by my mate. I am worthless anyway.

'Don't think like that. H-he will love us,' Phoenix said to me.

I could tell, she was giving up hope as well. I needed to do something, to distract myself.

I glanced around the cell, and my eyes landed on some broken cuffs.

I shakily rose to my feet, only to fall onto my knees. So, I crawled to the cuffs and grabbed a sharp piece.

Without hesitation, I started to slit my wrists. Phoenix didn't even try to stop me. She had finally given up as well.

I watched as the blood slowly fell onto the floor. I didn't have much blood left, but what I did have, drained from my broken body.

'I am sorry for being the worst human to you, Phoenix. Hopefully, you get a better one.'

' You have been the best human I could have ever asked for. I am sorry that you have lived this horrible life. I am sorry that I couldn't help you through this. Hopefully, you will have a better life.'

I felt as my life force slipped away, as we said our goodbyes. I closed my eyes, hoping that this would be the last time I would.

Wilson POV

I was sitting in my room, downing another beer when this pain hit my chest. I remember that feeling well. Someone in my family has died.

Frank quickly took over.

'What are you doing?!'

'Finding out who died. Now fuck off.'

I slipped into the back of his mind, as he raced into Max's room.

As he barged in, they were in bed. They didn't notice us and we slammed the door on them. I heard Max cuss but he just continued.

'Who died then…'

'I don't know… OMG! Tazanna!'

We raced down to the cells and saw her body lying there.

"NOOOOO!" we screamed.

Why? Why did she kill herself? How?

I looked her over. I saw that she never healed.

She was sliced in half as if I just did it. I also noticed that she used the silver cuffs, that were broken, and sliced her wrists open. There was a little blood seeping from her wounds.

She had killed herself.

Donatella's POV

I was awoken by Ezera's body shaking. His face looked like he was in pain. I yelled for a doctor and she ran in. One look at him, and she already had her answer.

"Ma'am, I am sorry to say this but, his mate has passed."

I was in shock. Before he could even meet her, she had died.

"Based on his reaction, she was already on the brink of death. If she were killed, he would have woken up from the level of pain. And the slight pink area on his wrists indicates that she had slit her wrists and bled to death."

With that, she walked out. I looked over at my baby boy, and everything was blurry. I started to sob.

On cue, Hudson walked in.

"What's wrong, love?"

"E-ezeras mate d-died," I stuttered.

He looked at me in shock.

"W-what? And wouldn't he have woken up? Unless…"

"Yes love, she killed herself."

We walked out together and went home. I could see that he knew something I didn't but I was too emotional to care.

Wilson's POV

All I could do was hold her limp body. She was cold to the touch and had a slight smile on her face. She had killed herself.

Max came running down the stairs, clearly sensing the same pain I was in. One look at her, and he fell to his knees.

"W-why and how?"

"She slit her wrists… and I think it is our fault."