It had been a month since we had returned home from our rescue mission. Many of the wolves we saved from there joined our pack, including Will. I was proud to have him in our pack and I made him one of my personal champions... one of the highest honours for a wolf. He settled right in and it turned out his mate was here, she was one of my Royal Guard members daughter. He was very proud for his daughters mate to be one of my personal champions and they seemed happy.

We had one of the vampires stay with us too, normally we don't get on with them but this young woman ended up asking to stay as her whole Coven had been killed and she had nowhere to go. She was a warrior and offered her undying allegiance to our pack, I don't know why but I trusted her and she fit in well too oddly enough.

We also had a Lycan stay with his mate who was one of our male pack members. We couldn't go against the bonds the goddess gave out and it had been a while since we had a lycan with us and so I wasn't against the idea, we offered to make him our new lycan representative, as we still hadn't replaced our last, which he was glad to accept.

Other then then the other supernaturals all went home or to find a new home when they were strong enough. There were a couple still in our pack hospital but they were headed home after recovery.

Victor was keeping me grounded and made me a good alpha even in all the pain I was suffering. He kept my mind on the pack and my duties as it's leader.

Today however he couldn't do that... today was the funeral. It was not possible to forget when the whole day was dedicated to remembering.

I put on my black suit and left our house, alone and surrounded with pain.