REYNOLD

He stayed on the dark, and lonely side of his room; nothing seemed to matter to him anymore. No love, no happiness, no zeal to attend to the matters of his company. He's totally become a shadow of himself. The death of Aria weighed so deeply on his heart that nothing else interested him.

In his room, he never lets anyone in except his beta. He left his beard sticking out some whiskers, and he hardly sleeps at night. Either he was in his room or in the woods, where he would run for hours.

He did this every morning and night before he went back to his room....