5 days before the wedding commemorates....
It was dim and gloomy. At least to Emily's own viewpoint, as she felt darkness slowly swallowing the place where she once saw the brightest colors in. The wonders Howling Tribe's air brought turned into an excruciating wrench twisting on her chest.
Even as his last hope, his son, the only thread keeping her awake and going forward, walked in her peripheral vision, only a glimpse of the past could run through her mind, and then stab her still bleeding wounds once more.
The sound of drums and loudly playing instruments only hurt her ears, it was becoming irritating. Seeing smiley faces and blissful trances, as the whole pack rejoiced over the upcoming wedding of their Alpha, instead rained upon her utter bitterness.
Although she had always loved
