Alec
It’s been two months since we lost our son. I won’t say things are back to normal because that would be a lie, but I will say it has gotten better. Since that night, on the floor of the house, Serenity and I had spent the majority of our time healing. We still hadn’t made love, but that was fine. I was just thankful for the intimacy, the closeness to my mate. After talking, we decided that we would both live in the little house. The memories of what we lost saturated the walls of the pack house and neither of us could bear to spend very much time there.
After what happened, we spent a lot of time trying to find the culprit behind who had injected the serum into my mate, only to come up empty every time. Frustration and anger burned deep within my chest, making me feel like I was re
