Eyrn POV
Jesse leads me to the porch. I struggle not to look back at Kyle's lifeless body. He was my friend, after all, and for a fleeting moment, he was more than that. In a different world, we could have been happy. We could have been mates, but that is not the hand that fate dealt us. I belong with Atticus. He is my mate now.
No one is talking, and the air around us is tense. It is like everyone is waiting for me to freak out. But I am numb. I don't have a single emotion in my body. It is like everything that has happened happened to someone else.
We stop right in front of Atticus. I don't have the strength to look up into his eyes. He places two fingers under my chin and tilts my head up. Twisting a strand of my hair between his fingers, he stares into my eyes. "You okay, Pr
