That I promise

A week later

Ace’s POV,

It’s been a week since I left my pack, my mate and my best friend, looking to avenge my sister’s death.

I still remember her death like it was yesterday, and how weak I was not being able to protect her. I know that those rogues came for me, not her, they wanted to kill my father’s heir to weaken him and take over the pack.

I should have protected my older sister with my life, even if I was a weak little pup.

I have a lot of regrets but the one that beats all of them is the fact that I didn’t die that day, because even if I’m physically breathing, my heart isn’t beating, unless I’m with my mate, the one I rejected, the one that still cares enough not to reject me back.

I really wish I could kill the bastard and get it over with to go back to her and ask for her forgiveness.