Emily
Ten years had passed and for two weeks now the rain had not let up.
It was as if the clouds themselves were mourning, drenching everything in their sorrow. The funeral was anything but ordinary.
Reuben had taken his own life, leaving behind a legacy as dark as the storm above. Pack traditions dictated that the body should be cremated, the ashes scattered to allow the soul to roam free.
But for me, it wasn’t so simple. I’d known Reuben, and although his narcissistic and manipulative lifestyle had led to us going our separate ways and ultimately his sentence to the prison, I could not deny that I had once loved him and that he was also Ethan’s relative.
“Ethan,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the howling winds, “Are you sure about this?”
He didn’t answer immediatel
