Chasing Melody {Book 2}✔

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Almost everyone is at the pack house. I did not know that Hector was not the only one we lost. My father lost two of his pack members and my mother lost one other. The grief in this room makes it hard to breathe and even worse is that I am sitting across from my aunt Angie and uncle Andrew. He holds her carefully as if afraid to break her. Her eyes are puffy from all the crying. Madison and Carl are nowhere to be found.

This morning I did run into Carl and he seem so lost. Hector was his twin, his brother, and most of all his best friend. Carl vaguely acknowledged me as he made his way out of the pack house.

You know your uncle knew this was a possibility.

My wolf tries to reassure me but I ignore her.

A human knows that they can lose someone everyday from a freak accident, car crash, or health problems it doesn't make it easier.

Chase is not here as well, he must need some time alone since he was getting close to the boys.

"My baby," my aunt screams into my uncle's neck and he pulls her closer as her nails claw at his chest, "why? Why did this happen to him?"

Her words cut into my heart and the burning sensation in my eyes makes me lower my head. I have apologized so many times and they say that they know that I did everything that I could. Ivan wanted to hurt me and him turning around and going after Hector never crossed my head.

The cries and sad glances thrown my eyes is enough to drive me insane. My father and mother stand behind my uncle and aunt and when I get to my feet I excuse myself, my mother nods her understanding. No one says anything but I know what I am thinking I am the reason that this mother suffering.

The cold air fills my lungs as I step out. The sky is grey and far off into the mountains I hear the roll of thunder.

"I'm sorry Hector," I whisper as my arms wrap around me. The sleeveless black dress is not appropriate attire for this weather but for the moment I could not care less. The tight bun that clings close to my neck gives me a headache but I do not pull it off. Taking the stairs at a slow pace I make my way towards the trees.

"Why wasn't it me? I was ready to die," the tears stream done my cheeks.

"Don't say that," his voice stops me.

"Didn't anyone tell you that it's rude to eavesdrop."

"You weren't in his head when he was going after Ivan," Chase says quietly. "He wanted me to tell you that he loved you like a kid sister and when he knew he was going to die he told me he would do it all over again for you."

"Stop," the lump in my throat makes it hard to swallow down.

"He loved you very much Mel," he keeps going, "he won't let anything happen to you."

His body heat radiates off of him in waves and I know he is right behind me. My eyes stay locked on the forest, "he should have saved himself."

"I wished that I was in his place," he says and my heart races.

"No," his arms wrap around me, "don't say that."

"Why does it matter? You found your mate and you rejected him," he states.

"Chase," pulling away I turn to face him. My breath catches as his dark eyes take me in. The pain is still there but looking into his eyes I feel as if I am whole. He is my anchor holding me down not letting me float away and get lost in my own sadness.

Chase's adams apple bobs as he look into my eyes and he shakes his head slowly.

"This can't be," he says but he brings his body closer to me, "Melody!"