To say that the conversation with Brooklyn shook me is an understatement. Sometimes, we forget how in tune Brooklyn can be for her age. I didn’t stay long, leaving her to the book she was so interested in. I’m starting to feel lost; I’m starting to feel like I have no direction. My body is already under strain from trying to go without the mate bond. Now, my mind is trying to follow suit. This may prove to be a worse time for me than when I lost Winnie. I have to figure out how to keep it together. You know how…..you need to go to mate. Winnie, don’t start. We don’t need him. I DO! I NEED OUR MATE! I drop to my knees, her yelling, making my head ring. I place my hands over my ears. I yell out, and the ringing starts to fade away. I feel a hand on my back, drawing small circles. I bre

