Topping the Enemy (Werewolf Story)

Chapter 59: You're All I Need To Get By

Spencer

*THE DAY OF LANDON'S SHOOTING*

I was never much of a walker before.

Since Kevin died, I have been walking aimlessly around town. Truth is, I am on vacation from college, and all my plans were pretty much tied to my mate's presence.

I had so many things I wanted to do with him - others I wanted him to do to me. *wink wink*

But now that he is gone, I don't feel at home anywhere. When I returned to my hometown, I stayed with Kevin in his room at the pack house. It was easier to room with my mate than to return to my parent's house because by his side is where I wanted to be.

Then he died all of a sudden and I don't feel at home in the pack house anymore. Of course, his room was vacated, his belongings returned to his parent and now I am out of bounds.

I still go to the pack house frequently because of Harry. That is where he lives, so that's where I'll find him. But other than that, I really don't feel good over there. It brings back too many memories of Kevin.

At the same time, it seems strange to be alone at my folks' house. Not that they mind it at all. I am their only child, so I can stay there during my time off. It's not a bother to them, on the contrary. They miss me, so win-win.

The problem is that my parents are doctors with busy lives, and most of the time, I am alone in the house with my thoughts. Without Kevin, my thoughts go pretty dark really fast.

As a result, I began walking around town, seeing people, getting condolences from my parents' acquaintances, but at least my mind was too busy trying to propel me forward so I wouldn't go to a dark place.

Honestly, it has taken me a lot of love to keep going.

I can't say it enough: Kevin was my world. He was my warrior, my mate, my man. I didn't know happiness until I was mated to him. And he loved me so unconditionally, so openly, that for the longest time since he died, I thought I had to join him.

That was it for me. I got one mate and then I lost him. Forever. Now what?

My mother and father showered me with love and attention once tragedy struck me. They took turns keeping me company when I was at my lowest. They told me that my mate would want me to keep on.

'If you die too, then Kevin will cry in heaven.' Mom told me.

'If you die because of him, then how can his soul rest with this much baggage?' Dad pondered.

My parents were my rock and they kept me going even when I didn't find any reason to keep going myself. When I couldn't find the will to live, they lent me theirs.

Honestly, their love is so inspiring. Not only for each other as mates but for me as well. Not all Omegas get to be brought up with proud parents. Depending on your family's breeding, you get treated as a second-class werewolf.

Especially considering I grew up queer and overweight.

Not my parents. Dr. and Dr. Jonas were always so nurturing, loving, and encouraging. I have great parents, they are a true blessing. So, I had to find the strength to carry on. To keep going. No matter what it took.

And so, I walk now.

To be clear, Harry has also been my champion throughout my time without Kevin. He offered his shoulders for me to cry on or let me reminisce about my time together with my mate. He was great.

That is mostly why once he got mated, I had to suck it up and be there for him. I argued for him to accept Landon because I wanted him to be happy like I was with my mate. Regardless of what happened, he deserves that kind of happiness.