"My mate, my coya, will be making her official vows this spring. And pray to God she's alive to make them, or every damned one of you will die for being stupid." "And you, Alpha?" Cavalier growled furiously. "You did this to her, not those of us who face you now. You placed suspicion on her shoulders by rejecting her. Your men only followed your lead." Del-Rey pinned him with primitive fury. "I'll already be dead, Cavalier," he informed him. "A man doesn't live without his soul. Take that woman from me, and that's what you'll see. Exactly what the Council strove for. A Coyote without a soul."