*edited*
Three days. The last three days had been horrible. And so now was the funeral. As I stodd in front of my small closet, I spot my dress. Ankle-length, and long-sleeved. I matched it with grey flats (I do not like heels). I gazed at myself in the mirror,and tie my hair into a bun. Kade stood next to me and grabbed my my hand. He stood me up, and led me down the stairs. Then, he helped he into the car.
Cali, Cris, and baby Deena sat at the back. Deena suddenly stopped crying. Cali looked at Cris, and Cris at her. Kade grabbed my hand. I remembered yesterday.
Marne stood. She moved to the pulpit to speak.
"I loved *sob* these two women so much *sob*. They helped me, and were always *sob* there for me. Maci, Maci was... I can not do this."
She ran back to her seat. It was hard; being the strength of a pack, but it was my job. It was hard, and I let myself cry. The wake, as hard as it was, I knew the actual funeral was going to be ever more excruciating.
I came back to real life. We had arrived. Kade helped me out of the car. Taking my hand, he led me through the burial grounds. There stood their graves. Kade left my side to conduct the burial. Kira and her mate, Danny, came to stand next to me and Cali, Cris, and baby Deena on the other side. As I listened to the man I loved, a thought dawned on me.
"What if this was a part of Reilly's plan? To get us away from strategies and plans. "
I shook my head, and once again focused on the man that I loved. Had I just said the word love? This was really happening. The moment I had been warned about my entire life; I loved someone.
While this was happening inside my head, I felt someone lean their head against my shoulder. I snapped out of my thoughts; I realised it was Marne. Stroking her hair, I drew her into a hug. She hugged me back, and brought me to the front of the pack. Following her lead, I dropped a single white rose on each of their graves.
Once it was over I was began to climb into the car, and crumbled. My vision went blurry, then everything went black.
Hi. I remember writing this part, and it was hard for me. The connection may not exactly be there for you guys though, since they did not feature all too often. Anyway, hope you enjoyed.
~muna_claud
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The Different Luna (Undergoing Reconstruction and Editing)
WerewolfZoe is one of the top warriors in her pack. She trains and manages to balance a life. At fifteen, never did she imagine falling for someone who she could not have been more perfectly matched for.