My broken sobs filled my room as I stared at the ceiling. The haze of sleep had taken most of my vision, as a deep soul crushing lethargy had taken over my body. I was gasping for air as I listened to the wolves stir below us. The presence of Charity and Jessica were minimal as they had left for a hotel.

The past few days I had found it harder and harder to make myself get out of bed. Rarely, I did rise from the bed only to find my mate still dead. Sleeping had become another pass time for me. I drank less as I welcomed the darkness that descended upon me at the break of dawn. Today was different; I kept staring at the ceiling waiting for her to appear.

My heart was sure she would show. Though, my head knew otherwise. This was another symptom of losing a mate hallucinating before going insane with grief. I closed my eyes tightly watching the little haze of blue stars cover my vision. I gripped the silk sheets beneath me feeling my nails tearing into the feeble cloth. The smell of roses entered the room as did a gentle breeze. The scent relaxed my senses as familiarity filled my aching body. Feet moved swiftly across the floor towards where I lay.

I hoped Charity had come to the decision to kill me. I shifted slightly so that my chest faced upward giving the mysterious being the angle to drive a stake through my heart. Hurry, do it! I hoped silently. My misery would end in one fatal swoop, as I invited my intruder to end my life. My sobs began to quiet as a soft finger tips brushed my cheek. I repressed the urge to open my eyes. The softness had graced my other cheek as well before sliding into my hair.

I groaned at the touch my chest felt as light as air. The feeling of lethargy replaced with unbridled excitement. "Lance." A melodic sweet voice crooned. The sound filled my ears with sweetness. "Open your eyes." She whispered. This voice, I would know it anywhere. Slowly, my eyes opened taking in her delicate features. Her face was still a flawless pale brown as I remembered, and more radiant.

The contours of her heart shaped face had softened making her look younger. Her lips were plump with a soft red hue. Her hair was short, though it had lengthened to a jet black bob. She wore skinny jeans and a black over sized Hoodie. She smiled warmly as she touched her forehead to mine. I could feel her! She was here! I could feel her even breathing as she took in my scent. Her warmth radiated fire into my body just from the touch of our foreheads.

I snaked my arms around her waist pulling her closer to me. I wanted to feel every inch of her. Even if this was the most realistic dream I had ever had, I would savor every insane moment of it. Our clothes brushed against one another as she struggled to get out of my hold. I kept her tightly gripped to my chest feeling her wiggle against me more and more.

I held her until she gave up trying to struggle. She looked at me our noses separated by only a thin line of air. Her lips were close to mine, all I had to do was tilt my head slightly and my lips would be on hers. She looked at me with defeat as we stared at each other. Was this real? She chuckled softly, her stomach vibrating against my chest. I noticed the laughter did not reach her eyes, those beautiful brown eyes.

A soothing sensation entered my mind as I realized what was happening. I opened my mind for the first time since her death. I could feel her moving inside of our bond, until her conscience brushed mine. "Your alive." I whispered. She nodded eagerly tears forming in her eyes. If I was holding her tightly before, I was crushing her now.

"How, I felt the bond slip. I held your ashes in my hands?" I whispered hoarsely. "Eric thought that the king might try and kill me. So, he had a witch cast a loss mate spell. It allowed our bond to break." "I thought you wanted our-" She placed her index finger on my lips. I kissed it, as I waited for her to speak. "At first, I fought myself in coming to see you. I thought it was best for me to be away from you. I thought it was best, since I was taking the crown from your head. I watched you for days trying to fight the urge to come and see you.

Believe me, I don't want to see you in so much pain. It hurts me." "The bond feels as though it has been restored. How is that possible?" "The witch said that all it took was a single touch." Her finger tips brushed my cheek once again. I shivered in pleasure. She sighed laying her head on my shoulder. I placed my chin on top of her head. I felt whole now. It seemed that earlier I had been in a state of complete self destruction.

It was amazing how I could feel restored with just one slight brush of her fingers against my cheek. I ran my hand down the length of her body making sure everything was intact. I had to make sure one last time that she was real. I slowly made my way back up from her thigh. She moved so that she could lie beside me on the bed. I turned on my side to look at her sweet face. "Without the hate filled words and gaze.

I had almost forgotten how sweet you could be." She smiled moving closer so that our bodies touched. "Sorry, I just want to feel your touch right now." She whispered. Her soft hand touched my shoulder going down to my hands. Everywhere her hand touched, it was a wild fire that coursed through my entire body. She moved my hand from my side to underneath her hoodie. I could not help but to be excited.

It was natural man instinct. I felt her hand stop at her stomach. I felt it, my eyes widening as I moved closer. "Harmony?" I whispered. "I found out after I left the castle." "But, it's too early because of what I did in the meeting room?" She smiled brightly then. "It was the month before that, remember your mother came to the castle and I was tossing back drinks." I smiled remembering the night after that dinner. It was the one night in years, which I had not had to bait Harmony to sleep with me.

She had excused herself from the table early. Which led me to have to deal with my parents alone; I hated being alone with them. I was already more than forlorn at her distant behavior. When they finally left, I had gone upstairs to finally go to sleep; Harmony had greeted me at the door. My smile widened at the rest of the thought. "Hey! Listen frat boy!" she whispered. I looked at her again. "I wanted to tell you." I pulled her into me kissing her lips, her nose, and her forehead. "I always wanted children." I whispered into her ear. "I will do anything to protect our family." I felt her hoodie vibrate. She removed my hands from around her so she could grab the phone. "Hello." She whispered putting it to her ear. I watched her soft fingers move gently against the screen. I wondered silently who had taught her to use a cell phone? I could hear the gruff voice on the other end. A deep growl escaped my chest. "Yes, we are together. I told him. Yes. I know five minutes." She hung up looking at me with sad eyes.

"My brother and his wife are returning. I must go." I pulled her closer. "I promise I will come back" She whispered as she awkwardly pushed away my hands. I growled hesitant about letting her go. "When will you be back? The Alpha house is to dangerous for you to sneak into with our child." "I know." Gently she placed one foot out of the bed. Immediately I was by her side helping her up. Her black hair shaded her eyes from mine. "I just don't want to lose you again" I whispered. She held my hand as she towed me toward the window. I did not want her to leave. I had just reunited with her and for what only thirty minutes while I had been without her for nearly two weeks. She was carrying my child, I needed to protect her.

Eric had already done enough for her, it was my turn. "Our minds are together now. Please, don't hesitate to use it." I nodded my hair falling into my face. Her beautiful hands slid my stray hair behind my ear as she placed her head on my chest. "I love you." She whispered. "I love you." I whispered back. My heart was basically swelling with pride at her words. I leaned downward kissing her. The kiss was rough with pent up passions.

She groaned as I licked her bottom lip. She opened for me graciously as her tongue began to war with mine. The passion between us was unrepentant as we went at each other. The buzzing in her hoodie became more annoying as the seconds passed. I didn't want to pull away from her embrace. We were both hesitating to leave each others side. Finally she broke the kiss, her chest heaved in and out. I laughed. "You're a bit rusty, Angel." "Shut up." She whispered. Just like that she disappeared into thin air. My heart couldn't help but stare at the empty space where she had just been. My mind began to wonder if it was just a hallucination.

"Please, do not feel saddened. Our visit was short, but I am here now. Remember I am only a thought away. "Her soft voice assured me. I smiled. Sleep, you are more than exhausted. Sorry to say my love, you look terrible.

I frowned as laid back down on the bed.

Well, I wouldn't be this exhausted if my mate, would have hurried back to my side since she was alive all this time.

I do not want to argue with you. Sleep

Yes, my angel.