Wes's POV
Mish falls asleep quickly and even though I promised to leave once she was sleeping instead, I continue to lay here.
My mind playing and replaying hers and her father's words.
Not your fault.
Didn't fail her.
Not. Your. Fault.
I want to believe them, want to let go but... but how can I?
How can I move on? If it wasn't for me Misha would still be here... still be here with her mate… with her daughter.
I pull Mish a little tighter as I think of the other words Mr Orson said.
"She chose to give her life for you... don't waste it living with this guilt you have no need to carry".
My eyes close as I decide.
I will move past this, move on from the guilt and regret, to instead be grateful and be someone that would make her proud.
She always said I would be a great Alpha one
