A heart spent

Her heart had never felt heavier in her chest, nor breathing so painful. How much could one wolf lose? Vail’s death hit her harder then her parents, for she had never really been certain if or when they had passed. But Vail had died in her arms, and she had buried the small body of her sister near the gardens she had cared for and loved in her time in Abaven.

The Alpha looked back at how she had spent her life these last few years, and she realised how she had let herself drift so far from Vail. when once the two had been inseparable. She wished she had spent more time with her beloved sister, and looked back at those times she had helped the almost blind girl learn to ‘see’ Shaye had had almost as much a hand in raising her as Motif had, because of the age gap between them. Motif she thought of her little girl, lost out there in the big world.

She couldn’t take the emotions inside of her, she collapsed over Vail’s grave and cried, and cried, and cried, like she wasn’t certain she could ever stop the tears.