H A I L E Y
It was the funeral of Liam’s classmate who had tragically lost his life on their camping trip.
Dominic’s mood has been solemn ever since the news of his death and he feels responsible because it was his duty as the Alpha to protect his people.
No matter how much I tried convince him that just because he was the alpha doesn’t mean he couldn’t protect and know the whereabouts of everyone in the pack 24/7, he wouldn’t listen to me. He was a man of duty and he took it very seriously.
Today, however, he was especially glum. The funeral was about to begin, and the entire pack was gathered at the pack house, dressed in black, their faces etched with grief. I stood by his side, a supportive hand resting on the small of his back, trying to offer what little comfort I could.
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