**** Myah’s P.O.V ****
We ran for an hour, or so I had lost track of time. We were tired, but it was important to the pack.
When we made it back to the packhouse, some of the older members who could no longer shift had moved the former Alpha Ahmed to the living room. He was placed in a casket for viewing. This was odd for me that he was in the home. I assumed it was something the pack regularly did because no one seemed surprised.
“We will bury my father in the morning. The elders are on their way. They will preside over the funeral. I am sorry, but it is a tradition that the closest living member stays with the body. Anyone can come until the funeral to see him, and I must be here.” Lawrence said, looking solemnly at me.
“Would you like me to stay with you?” I asked Lawrence gra
