Kingston sits down on his bed. Holding his pillow over his face.
"Why Moon Goddess? Why..."
I walk over to Kingston and sit next to him.
"I'm sorry Kingston, But this is just the beginning."
He takes hold of my hand and I stiff up.
No one has held my hands in centuries. Not since I lost Maverick.
A tear rolls down my cheek at the thought of him.
I quickly wipe it away.
All I need right now is my brother. I don't need to think about my past.
It will just distract and hurt me.
I close my eyes. Why can't I find my brother.
"Michael where are you?!!"
Kingston gives me a hug.
"We'll find him."
I can't stop the tears coming out now.
Just the thought of me losing my older let alone only brother scares me. He is my guardian, my friend.
I put my head down on Kingston's shoulder.
"All I want is my brother.."
Suddenly I push off of Kingston.
This Alpha had the same scent as..
"Maverick?"
Kingston looks at me confused.
"Del- I mean Valera. I'm Kingston not Maverick. I don't even know who that is?"
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Without Him..
Werewolf1st BOOK IN WEREWOLF SERIES I watch as Michael closes his eyes and slumps to the ground slowly. I hold him in my arms. Crying and grasping his limp hand. I just lost my only brother. #368 in Werewolf
