" Well, until it died right along with my partner and fiancé. It was from a robbery in a town we weren’t even from—a bullet right through his head. Life didn’t make sense. How many times had we been in the face of danger and come out unscathed? So many that I couldn’t even come up with a number. Yet, our first weekend away together—the weekend of his proposal—dead. "

― Alaska Angelini , Wolf (Wolf River, #1)