Chapter 15: The Funeral

Cayden

I have not been the same since my father died and I miss him terribly, Michael is my rock and for some reason, I have been meeting Allison in my dreams every night. We would talk and watch sunsets, have picnics, and even make love under the moonlight and it felt so real. I don't know if I want to marry Kaitlyn anymore but she is my second-chance mate right? I just don't know what to do and I feel like I am drowning, duty to my people or chose to wait for love. I wanted Allison and I needed her, our bond seemed to be stronger than my second chance mate, how could this be? She is marked and mated, I was fixing my suit when I heard the door and smelled my mate Kaitlyn but it wasn't as strong. I really did not feel like I did before but she handed me a scotch to help with my anxiety, she then kissed me and the bond felt stronger than ever. "I love this woman more than anything," I thought before I pulled away and said, "Time to attend the memorial."

I walked hand in hand with my l