Greyson’s POV:I flew out of the bed and dashed in the direction of Jessy’s room where I found my daughter sitting on the floor at the end of the bed with her blanket clutched in her hands and her green bunny in a death grip on her other hand and tears streaming down her face. The moment she noticed my presence in the room, she immediately stood from her position, dropping everything that she had been holding on to and running into my arms. I had never seen Jessy so upset, she was literally bawling out her eyes and she looked inconsolable. She was in no headspace to tell me what was wrong so I didn’t push her, instead I kept my arms around her in a hug as tight as I could go without hurting her. “It’s okay baby. You’re fine. I’m here now.” I whispered comfortingly to her and while I was still talking Emilia burst into the room. The former maid looked like she had also been having a terrifying dream or maybe she had just woken up in shock from Jessy’s scream but her eyes were blown

It felt like a long time that I had been stuck in this space where I could hear almost everything around me but I couldn’t see a thing or feel anything. Most of the voices around me sounded more like Greyson’s and occasionally I would hear the healer or Smith but it usually felt like those sounds were coming from behind a glass pane and no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t ever fully hear the words being exchanged or react in the way that I wanted to. It just felt like I was stuck in a dream, where I knew it was a dream but I just couldn’t do anything to stop it or participate only watch it from whatever position I could find. One thing that I could feel though was the excruciating pain that emanated from different parts of my body. My shoulders and stomach seemed to have the worst pain from it all but those weren’t the things that hurt the most. Being stuck in this dreamlike state, where I went in and out of sleep without control also meant, having uncontrollable flashbacks. Th

“Are you alright?” Christie’s voice came pierced through my thinking and brought me back to reality. I offered the maid a small smile and picked up the knife that I had dropped previously to press the back of my palms to my head when it had begun to throb. “Of course, why?” I replied, trying my best to sound as cheerful as possible, but I could see I had overdone it from the way the maids face furrowed even more in suspicion. “Well I understand it’s been really hard for you recently and all, I just think you’re becoming a different person. You’re a lot more quiet nowadays and you’re always thinking. I mean I understand that everything that has happened has definitely really hit you hard but it feels even worse now, you know.” When Christie stopped talking, I paused for a couple of seconds to take in her words. I knew for a fact that I changed since after the incident, but I didn’t think that I had changed even more recently. “I-I’m sorry. I know it’s not my place. I just want you

There was no reason for me to be crying I was after all the one putting an end to it all but as I said those words I couldn’t help the stream of tears that fell down my face. “No, no Freya. You can’t. We are a family! I love you, and you said you love me too.” “I do, I really do. I just don’t think things are working out the way they should and the way they used to, maybe it’s a sign. You had a mate and maybe she’s supposed to be your one and only.”“If that was meant to be then she would be here with me right now. But she’s not. You can’t just leave, what I’m I supposed to do without you? What are we going to tell Jessy and then Simon?” I had never seen Greyson cry like the way he currently was doing ever before. It was so saddening to see the strongest man I knew cry as much. I wanted things to go back to normal, I wanted to be wrapped up in his arms back in our room, just discussing all the meaningless things the world had to offer. There was a hole in my chest every time I tho

Greyson’s POV: The paper in front of me was starting to blur out and I shook my head gently hoping it would start to make sense again soon. It was past dinner time and I couldn’t even make it to dinner thanks to the papers in front of me. The feast of Alphas was coming up again and this time I was the host. It had been a long time since I had to host an event such as this one and maybe I had kind of forgotten the work that comes with it. Everywhere was buzzing with preparations and as the event drawer even closer, I could feel the anticipation build even higher. Then there was this other thing that I had planned, that involved myself and my mate. I was trying to get it done before the feast of Alphas but I also didn’t want anything overshadowing it. A knock came on my door but before I could respond to it the door was pushed open to reveal Smith. It felt like the Goddess sent him to me in this moment because what I needed in this very moment was someone to talk to and maybe a lit