JACK HEMSWORTH'S POV
The drizzle falls , chilly winds blow and dark gloomy clouds frown over Dark Moon Pack.
Xavier is clutching on my right hand while Alex is holding my left hand like a child. The whole pack has gathered for the funeral of the most adored member of the pack.
No matter what circumstances she left us , but the beautiful memories of her growing with us are engraved in our hearts forever.
I look down at Xavier who is looking at the white coffin box with tears pooled up in his eyes. It feels like he has lost the biggest battle of his life yesterday. I can't get the image out of my mind of how he cried and yelled when Erik told him that his mom is dead. Erik was so blunt with him , didn't even tried to explain it to the poor kid.
He just told him , his mom is dead an
