The Broken Alpha
It was like losing her mother all over again; the grief lapping at the edges of her vision, the certainty of knowing that she would never see him smile again, never see him brush his hair over his ear-tips, never watch his face light up as her eyes met his.
But she… she had seen her mother again, if only a glimmer, if for a moment. Holding that close to her ruined heart, Lily rose to her knees, then to her feet. Blinking into the hazy dawnlight, she saw new, dark shapes stood between the trees. As she stood they lowered themselves, dropping to their knees in a circle around their fallen Alpha.
The Sea Pine pack. New pain lodged in her throat.