It had been a couple of weeks 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 honors 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 wanted to make him our new Lycan representative which he was glad to accept.
Other than that, the other supernatural's 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.
'If I die young' by The Band Perry, played as we all entered the hall.
People were already crying and although I wasn't on the outside, on the inside I was shattered.
The service started and eulogies were read, memories were shared, and goodbyes were said. I felt distant during the whole ordeal, if I focused too much, I knew I'd break down and my pack didn't need to see me in that state. I was an Alpha; I should show pain and sorrow but not that openly or I would seem weak.
'More than life' by Whitley came on. I took a deep breath and when the song ended, I got up to say a few words to my mourning pack, my voice broke a couple of times but I made it through and exited the hall without breaking down.
After the formalities I made my way to the pack hospital to check on those still being cared for there. It would get me away from the wake for a while and then I could go home and mourn by myself.
I spoke to them and kept them company like I did regularly, I got to the last room and sat in a chair, she hadn't woken up yet, but this is where I found most peaceful. I didn't have to deal with any looks of pity or worry here, I could just rest and let the heart monitors beeping lulls me into sleep.
A few hours later I was woken when the door slams open and nurses came rushing into the room, the beeping on the monitor was all over the place. "What's going on?" I asked, nothing had changed with her since she was brought here but now something was happening.
"I'm sorry Alpha but we can't say anything yet, but we do need the room." The doctor said, I got the hint and left. I needed to know what was going on though, so I waited in the waiting room for someone to update me.