All Chapters of Waiting for you: Howling Hearts 2: Chapter 21 - Chapter 28

The days that followed blurred together into one never ending grief filled day. I stayed in my room, unable to face the pack without his presesnse lingering here somewhere. The world outside felt cold, foreign. Almost like a cruel joke that kept moving forward while I stood frozen in place. How could I walk through the packhouse, knowing he wouldn’t be there? Every step outside my door felt like a betrayal, like I was supposed to move on when I wasn’t ready.My mother and Asher handled everything—the funeral, the responsibilities left behind—but I couldn’t be part of it. I couldn’t sit in the mourning room beside his body. My mother, my grandmother, my father… they all wept, their grief filling the house like an unshakable fog. But I couldn’t. I wasn’t ready to see him like that—lifeless, cold. My grandfather had always been strong and wise, and seeing him reduced to this fragile, unmoving form would shatter me into a killion diffrent pieces.His will had one final request for me. One

“Are you sure that is all he said? You didn’t miss anything?” Xander asked, his voice laced with extreme worry. Each word carried the weight of something more, something unspoken.I had told him every word the vampire had said to me—except the part where he promised we would see each other again. I wasn’t even sure why I kept that part to myself. It just felt to ominous to share right now.“Yes, Xander. Like I said, he pretty much said nothing.” I shrugged, but deep down, my heart was still racing from the encounter.We walked in silence for a while, only the sound of the leaves and twigs crunching under our feet filling the void between us.The forest that once felt like home had now become unfamiliar as the wind rushed through the leaves reminding me gramps was gone.I could see the way Xander’s jaw tightened making it clear that his mind was working overtime. Something was gnawing at him and I needed to know what it was.“Why are you so worried?” I asked, glancing at him from the c

“I won’t be coming back to Silvermoon,” I said as we walked through the beautiful pack gardens.Xander, however, didn’t stop or even flinch at my words.“I expected it. Asher can’t be Alpha while living in a different pack. The Alpha family as a whole is very important, and even you have your own duties that you have to attend to here.It would make Asher look weak if you came back to Silver moon. But luckily for us that’s only until the mate ball,” he said.I stopped walking.He turned around to look at me.I wasn’t sure if I was ready to take my place beside Xander. I wasn’t sure if I could handle the watchful eyes of the pack. Their judgment, their expectations. I wasn’t sure if I was strong enough to stand in the spotlight just yet.Xander grabbed my hand, holding it tightly between his.“I was hoping we could come out as destined mates there. It would work. It would make sense,” he said, trying to convince me.I nodded, even though I wasn’t sure if I wanted that.But the smile on

The doorbell chimed gently as I stepped into the shop.The familiar scent of lavender and fabric glue filled the air, a scent that always brought a strange sense of comfort. It was a small, cozy boutique tucked in the heart of town, owned by one of the kindest omegas in the pack.She wasn’t just any tailor...she was the tailor.Every year, for every Mateball, she crafted dresses for half the pack. And every year, she managed to outdo herself.She was a werewolf too. One wouldn't guess it because she's so quiet, loving, humble, and probably the sweetest omega that ever existed.I remembered being younger, too young to care about dresses, and yet always finding myself in her care. While the adults had their so-called “important meetings,” which I now realized were just shouting matches disguised under the veil of secrecy, she’d whisk me away to her shop.I used to think my parents and grandparents were talking about secret alpha missions. In hindsight, she was just trying to shield me