I fall to my knees. "Why did you jump in front of me?" I let my body fall in despair. I put up a mental wall blocking everyone even my wolf. Soon my eyes burn from crying and exhaustion. I close them and let darkness take me. I'm immediately greeted by trees and the sound of birds. "Asland, Let's continue our walk." I turn and see her smiling face. She grabs my hand and we walk.
I smile enjoying the peace of the forest. Her laugher and voice brings me unimaginable joy. Suddenly she jumps in front of me and screams. A golden flame engulfs her and disappears. I shot up screaming in pain as my heart shatters even more. I look at my phone it's two in the morning. I put it back in my pocket and look at the black ashes on the table. Normally ashes are light gray or even tan.
I don't know how long I sat here staring at the ashes wishing for them to move and turn back into their original living form. I suddenly feel someone trying to get in contact. It's not Claude, it must be Mom, Dad, or Mitchell. I ignore it as it slowly fades away. Then my phone goes off. I guess they haven't decided to give up. I pull out my phone and see that it's Mom and it's also noon. I've been staring at the ashes for ten hours.
I let it ring and then turn off my phone. I lay down and stare up at the table. My eyes became heavy and I let them close. This time Jaylen was in front of me. Her back covered in blood. Staining her beautiful white back feathers. She turns around and faces me. Her face is pale and her breathtaking blue eyes are lifeless. "Why did you let me die?! You were supposed to protect me!" She cries out, her voice is full of pain. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She disappears and I wake up with tears in my eyes.
I crawl over to the table and stand up. "I'm so sorry my love. You were my everything. The air I breathe, the light, sun of warmth, my other soul. I was incomplete before meeting you and now I'm nothing but waste of space. An empty shell of who I am supposed to be. I couldn't protect you. I've failed you as a mate." I fall to my knees.
I don't know how long it has been or how many days. I suddenly hear banging outside the room. I push myself off the floor and slowly stand. I slowly walk out the room and close the door behind me. I follow the banging to my office. Once I reach my office the door is thrown off it's hinges. There huffing and puffing is my mom's brown wolf. She shifts and gives me a glare full of anger, pain, fear, and worry.
"Get in the shower now, while I make you something to eat." I nod and slowly walk to the bathroom in my room. I take my clothes of and let the water run over my skin. I didn't do anything else. After awhile I felt I've been in long enough and exit the bathroom and change into clean clothes. I walk to the kitchen and see a plate on the counter. I walk up and sit. It was two eggs and toast. I really didn't want to eat but I humored my mom and slowly ate. After finishing an egg and half of the toast I couldn't eat anymore.
Mom watched my every move. Once she saw I'm not going to eat anymore she takes my plate and washes it and puts it in a box. She then starts boxing my knives, forks, glass objects, and anything she saw as a possible threat to my life. She even looked like she want to take the oven so I don't light myself on fire. Which almost made me laugh since I'm immune to fire. I didn't have the strength to tell her I'm not going to kill myself. I just laid my head on my arms and fell asleep.
It's been a whole miserable week and four days since Jaylen died. I'm tormented by her death. Every-night I see her back pierced with an arrow and her pain filled screams, and the deadly golden flames awakes me with a cold sweat. Many times she turns around and asks why did I allow her to die. Her face pale white with an arrowhead piercing her chest. I rarely eat and rarely sleep. I allow no one near her ashes nor the room she's in. Mom also turned the elevator back on and my Dad took over my Alpha duties for me until I can take them back. She also comes and makes me food everyday.
I lay still in my bed. I glance at the alarm clock. It was three in the morning. Signaling another day without Jaylen. I crawl out of bed and walk into the bathroom. I'm no longer skin and bone like a week ago. Through my green eyes are even more lifeless then before. I turn away from my reflection. I walk out of my room and saw a light shining through the cracks of the door. I walk up to it and slowly turn the door knob thinking that I must've left the lights on. I open the door and froze. Jaylen's ashes turned gold and are glowing some were even floating around the room. I slammed the door shut in disbelief. I slowly walk into the kitchen and sit at the table. I put my arms on the table and my head on them as the tears pour out.
I hear a light knocking at the door. I turn and see my mom. "Bear do you want me to make you something?" I turn and put my head back onto my arms. "Do whatever you want?" I mumble, I knew she was going to make me eat no matter what I said or do. Soon I hear pots and pans. I can now eat a full meal but I never eat like before and I've forbidden mom from making me chicken cordon bleu. I start to smell beef. I soon hear a plate set by my head. I lift up my head and see a steak with a salad. Mom hands me a fork and a knife.