"I think so, but I really do not believe hes alive. I swear there's no way. But I could probably find it if you need me to." I thought for a minute actually considering my next choice of words, "but after that, can I leave?" "You've chose to leave?" He stared at me, eyes dull and full of sadness. I thought of how much me leaving my mate was going to hurt, but I didn't even stop to think about how he'd feel. God I'm a horrible mate. "I am sorry Grey. What other choice do I have? Honestly?"