Chapter 78. Helena

Damien’s POV

I just can’t forgive myself, I keep blaming myself for her death. I was on a call with her that night, the night my life turned into total darkness. If only I was patient enough to allow her to get home.

Alice, my lover, my mate. We were expecting our first pup, and I was so excited about that. I have called to ask what she wants for dinner. I didn’t want to just cook anything. I wanted her opinion on this. She told me she was on her way home. As we spoke, I continued cooking. I didn’t want to let go of the call. It was late already, and she was driving.

Our conversation drifted into something deeper until I heard the blow. My heart sank into my stomach.

“Alice,” I called.

“Alice, are you there? Please speak up.”

I panicked, running a hand over my head, my legs clicking into motion, leaving whatever I was doing. I rushed over to my car, then I heard the most heartbreaking sentence.

“Damien, make sure you take care of our