“Alena I don’t want to do this anymore,” James whined from where he laid on the bed facing the wall as if trying to hide himself. Alena sat at her vanity table brushing her hair as she watched her husband, who just came back from the bathroom. James still had that sad expression on his face from what happened earlier today. Alena could tell her husband has been suffering the loss of his mate but she wasn’t sure how to comfort him, Alena knew she couldn’t do much.

Alena continued brushing her hair when James came over and laid his head on her shoulder, “I can’t believe they’re gone, Alena....