There are no word for what I feel right now as I am directed to stand over Xander. I take a deep breath as I try to make myself keep hope. They say that he is still in there but I have a hard time believing it. I take the back of my hand and smooth it over the light dusting of stubble that covers his cheek. Tears fill my eyes as the tingles are barely there. They might as well be nonexistent.

We must keep our faith. We need our mate. Our young needs our mate

Her words cause me to freeze for a moment. Through all of this...