Blake sits on his usual seat at his dinner table. His head hangs low and his hands are pursed together on top of the table. Tears keep rolling down his eyes. 

It's been almost a week since she died, and nothing has been the same for anyone in their pack. Especially for Blake. His body went through the agony of their bond breaking, but though his body was in pain, it didn't surpass the pain his heart felt to know she was gone. He hated to admit she was no longer here, and every time someone told him maybe there's a chance for him to find a second chance mate,...