Reylin's point of view.
It has been seven days since my father died. Today's the day of his passing ceremony. The pack has been up in arms planning. Not to anyone's surprise he left detailed instructions on what he wanted. My feelings are still conflicting. I have a lot of guilt for the pure sense of relief that I experienced at his death. He is my father, my blood. By all rights, I should be sad, depressed, lonely. That would be the normal reaction.
His last wishes state that I escort the body up the aisle without Nella. Yes, it specifically says without her. This is the one wish I am not going to abide by. Nella is going to be by my side. And if someone has a problem with that too damn bad. At some point, the old men of this pack need to wrap their heads around the idea that I have a
