In the last few days of the war, Myka quickly realized how lucky he was.
He knew where Peter was. He knew that he was safe. Both were safe, and neither had to worry for the other. That was a luxury that few others had.
He watched as, one after another, families learned of their loved ones’ deaths. As wolves whose mates were killed in battle were put in rooms and monitored as they suffered through the loss.
It was painful to watch, especially among those he cared about.
Bell was hard at work taking care of everyone around her. Yet, she kept a smile on her face and lightened the spirits of all her patients. Even Alice seemed comforted by her presence while waiting for news on Axel.
But all the while, Myka saw the pain and worry in Bell’s eyes. While clearing the houses, Peter told him that Bell’s husband was missing in action. Because they weren’t mates, without communication, there was no way for her to actually know one way or the other if he was still alive.
