The funerals two days ago were tragic. It was upsetting and heartbreaking. We had buried Matthew along with the other warriors we had lost. There were many women crying over their mates but also many family members crying. It was truly one of the worst things I have experienced. I never attended my mother's funeral, my father locked me up so I missed it. When it came to marrying Matthew, I had lost it. I was a crying mess. He was only two but he was so brave, much braver than the rest of us. He took his own life for heavens sake!

Kaden cradled me like I was a baby but I could tell he was upset too. I wanted to comfort him but he wouldn't allow me to. After the funeral he disappeared. He didn't even come back. I hadn't seen him for two days and I was worried about him. I knew he was hurting. We had both seen Matthew as one of our own, even if it was only after a short period of time.

Well, here I was sitting in bed staring at Kaden who was on the floor. I figured he must've came back early in the morning, I just about heard him walking in. He didn't bother getting in the bed though. I knew because I never felt the bed dip one bit.

I got out of bed and sat beside him. He was asleep. I put my hand over his chest, where his heart was, and felt his heartbeat. I mean, he was definitely alive. His heartbeat was pretty calming. "Give me a kiss," he grumbled out. She retracted her hand, startled by the sound of his voice. "Did I scare you?" he asked, opening his eyes.

"No," I said. He then sat up and pulled me towards him. "Are you okay?" I stupidly ask. I knew he wasn't, but I obviously had to ask.

"I'm fine," he replied.

"I know you aren't really. You can talk to me, you know? You don't always have to have this strong Alpha act. We're mates, this whole caring thing works both ways. You care for me, I care for you," I tell him. He sighs and pulls away from the hug.

"I already miss him," he says, "and it's annoying me because I can't do anything about it."

"Kaden," I whisper, hugging him again and kissing his cheek. "I'd say it'll be okay, but it won't..not for a while. But he saved us all, you know? He was a smart two-year-old."

"I know, I know. It's just really tragic he had to go so early. I'm happy though, he's with his parents again. Now come on, we ought to get showered up because we have a wonderful date planned."

"So soon?"

"Is that okay with you?"

"Fine by me," I kiss him again and get up, heading to the bathroom. I quickly shower and walk out in a towel. I wanted to ask him what we would be doing so I could get dressed in something suitable. Wouldn't want to show up in a formal dress for a casual thing, you know? What if the date included a bouncy castle of some sort and I was in an evening dress? Yeah, that wouldn't work well. "What are we doing?" I ask him when I spot him reading a book at he end of the bed,

"For the date?" I reply with a simple yes. "Let me guess, you want to know so that you can dress according to it?"

"Precisely," I say, walking up to him. He slowly puts the book down on the bed and looks at me.

"Now, do I tell you or do I keep it quiet?" I narrow my eyes at him. Once I was right in front of him, I sit myself on his lap.

"Tell me," I urge. He wraps an arm around my waist and the other cups my cheek.

"Now, why should I?" He stared into my eyes and I stared into his. For a split second I looked away and I noticed he had a smirk playing in his lips.

"Because you love me?" I asked with a grin.

"Hm, I do love you," he said and pecked me on the lips. "But maybe I want to keep you guessing. What if you dress up but the date is swimming or something? I mean, you'd have to strip. That would totally-"

"Then I'll pack a bikini?"

"Don't ruin the fun," he said with a pout. I just wanted to kiss the life out of him, but then we wouldn't even make the date - whatever it is. I decided one kiss wouldn't hurt, so I cupped his face with both hands and brought my lips to his. We kissed for what felt like forever and I loved it. It felt like the world dissolved around us and it was just the two of us. It was a truly wonderful feeling. Is this love? Because it surely must be. "I am so in love with you," he breathed out once he pulled back. My heart skipped a beat and my stomach was full of butterflies.

"So, where are we going for our date?" I asked, again.

"Well, you know what we're doing at the end of the night," he winked, "but before that? I wasn't lying about swimming, kind of."

"We are going swimming?"

"A hot tub actually except we are going for lunch first, then a helicopter ride. I decided we could take a whole day out, you know? We can have dinner too, if you want. I mean, I know you are t up to eating since, well, Matthew." In all honesty, it sounded like a simple yet fun date. I had never been in a helicopter and I figured it would be a great first experience to have with Kaden. He's literally my first for everything, if you think about it. "You're not saying anything. Do you not like the idea?"

"Don't be silly, I love it!" It was true, I did. "I can't wait," I tell him, a huge smile on my face.

"I love you, so damn much," he answered with and kissed my forehead. "Man, so, so, so much."

"Did you know that I love you more?"

"So impossible," he says with the shake of his head. "Now you ought to get yourself changed before I do something you will love."

"If I will love it, then what will be the problem?" I ask, tilting my head in confusion.

"You don't know what I'm on about?"

"No?" My eyes then widened when I realised what he was talking about. "Oh," I breathe out.

"You're cute, adorable too. Now seriously, get dressed." I get off of his lap and he smacked my butt lightly.

"Kaden!"

"I love you!" I hum in reply and get myself dressed whilst he goes to shower.