Restless

Alexander’s POV

I could never, would never accept losing my mate. Watching the succubus leap over me to get to Cassidy was one of the most terrifying things I’d ever experienced in my life.

In the confusion of petrified yelling and the haze of Cassidy’s sadness and acceptance through the bond, I panicked.

Moving faster than I’d ever had, I reached for the feral monster, terrified that I wouldn’t get to her in time. My fingers closed over her thin neck from behind, claws digging in the sides.

Cassidy’s eyes were closed. As I yanked my arm back, I was overcome with relief that he wouldn’t see me do this, because I knew that she would join her brethren in death by my hand.

Her body stopped short, arm pulled back and ready to claw my mate. But it was too late for her. Trapped in my claws were the remains of a spinal cord. The body dropped to the ground as Cassidy’s feet. Blood dripped from my hands.