Derrick
Two weeks of pure agony. Two weeks of silence. Two weeks since my mate and my pups have been in this cold sterile room. Kim and mom put Kyle in a coma for him to heal better and he has yet to wake up. The twins are surviving as best as premature babies can, but they're still in the incubators trying to breathe on their own. I haven't left their side, Brent and Ryan are currently running the packs. My mom and dad have accepted their tittles of King and Queen since it belonged to them in the first place. They've yet to move into the kingdom though saying it needed a thorough cleaning before they'd step foot in there. His family comes and visit when they get the chance. His mother cried over his body the first time she saw him and the same for his sister over the twins. After my moth
