Ebony's POV
One Week Later
"Are you sure you want to go?" Keith asked as I looked in the mirror, fixing my hair.
"Yes, I have to do this," I said, smoothing my black dress. I walked over to Keith, and he wrapped his arm around me, kissed the top of my head, and pulled me into a hug. I inhaled his scent, letting it calm my nerves. "We should get going," I said, pulling away from him. Keith pulled me to him, placing his arm over my shoulder, and we walked out of the room.
"Before I continue, is there anyone else that would like to say a few words?" My grandfather had just finished saying some words about my mother. We were at her funeral, and I was surprised how many Pack Members showed up. My mom hardly had any friends, and most members were always cruel to her. It amazed me how many
