CHAPTER sixty-nine: We have to go right now!
Conroy released himself free of Amelia’s mass and staggered to his feet, breathing heavily as he stood over the body of his mate, rocking on his heels.
He did not feel any sense of triumph over the woman who he had grown to love, who had almost broken his curse and bore him an heir. He could not bring himself to feel anything but a strong sense of pain as his wolf remained still in his subconscious.
Wolf Conroy had not said a word to Lucas for many spells. His human felt regret for what might have been if their ancestors hadn’t slain each other foolishly. He was crestfallen as he recalled how he grappled for the control of the silver sword after getting rid of his initial shock. Instead Amelia turned the sword on herself and impaled her chest on it.
Even as Conroy knelt and turned her over, the wolf king could tell that the sword that pierced through to a vital organ, her heart, although there was little blood as yet. The sword prevented the wound from bleeding out.