After Death, My Alpha Brother Finally Break

"The silver blade sliced across my throat, and I collapsed in a spreading pool of blood.I called Ethan ninety-nine times. My brother ignored every single call, but on the ninety-ninth try, he finally picked up.“What now?” Irritation dripped from every word. “Haven’t you caused enough trouble already? I’m in the middle of planning Lyra’s coming-of-age ceremony, and if you don’t show up, I’ll make you regret it.”“Ethan, please—help me—” My voice came out broken and ragged.He hung up.I tried reaching through our blood bond, desperate for him to feel something—anything at all—but he’d severed that connection two years ago. My phone battery was dying, and I watched the last bar flicker before the screen went black.I stopped struggling. The silver blade pierced my heart, and my wolf let out one final whimper before she died with me.Days later, the patrol found a body.The face was destroyed beyond recognition, torn apart and mangled. But Ethan still recognized the scar on the wrist—the one he’d sworn he would never forget.By then, it was too late.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​"