ALEXIS' POVMy eyes flicker open as I awake and my eyes observe my surroundings as soon as my eyes are properly opened. The room is large and looks familiar with the physician's ward at Redwood castle. I do not get up and instead, I remain in my lying position on the bed. I do not even think about where I am or how I got here. My mind is completely blank save for the image of a dead Donovan replaying over and over again in my head. I feel dead and emotionless without Donovan by my side. If life was a fairytale story and I had one wish, I would wish that life gives us a second chance and my mate be brought back to me alive. The door gently creaks open and a pair of footsteps walk into the room. I lift my eyes uninteresting to catch a glimpse of whoever is walking in and my entire being pauses as Donovan's face smiles back me. He is dressed in his regalia and he has a small tray of tea and herbs in his grips. His messy hair is styled in a different style, slightly wavy and breathtakin

ALEXIS' POVFIVE YEARS LATERI sit in the garden, watching from a distance as Randall plays with the butterflies, jumping and throwing himself to the grass excitedly. His pure white furs gleam beautifully under the sunlight. As I watch him play, I rub a hand softly over the large bulge on my belly. I am in my third trimester of pregnancy and I am more than eager to see the second product of me and Donovan's love. With my eyes still on my son playing in the field, I get a flashback of Randall and I smile at his memory. The loyal friend who had lost his life trying to protect his best friend. Trying to protect the girl he loved and who never reciprocated his affection. Sometimes, I hate that life was unfair to him and he had gotten what he did not deserve. Other times like now, I imagine him enjoying eternal bliss in paradise like he deserves. At least, he never has to experience the chaos of this world ever again. Donovan and I had chosen to name our son after him to honor him and pre