Kimberly let out an ear piercing scream as her whole body went numb. She couldn’t believe what just happened. It didn’t happen, did it? She mentally asked, as she stared blankly at the spot where Roy and Hugh both were, a while ago. There was nothing there, just a fallen tree.

Roy, her missing piece, her soulmate is gone. Nothing or no one could convince her otherwise, because she felt a sharp pain in her chest when he fell off the cliff. Hugh killed him right before her eyes.

Her knees went weak and she fell to the ground, crying into her hands. ‘This pain is too much' she cried, rubbing her chest. This is far worse than when she lost Ian. This was death itself, she concluded, as she let out another scream, not caring about her surrounding.

Alan, Elijah and some of the other pack members ran to the river below the cliff, after giving orders to the pack doctors and the rest of both pack members, to attend to the wounded werewolves and take the dead ones to the morgue, with hopes of finding Roy’s body, leaving a devastated Kimberly by herself. She stayed in the same spot for God knows how long, crying her eyes out, until there was no more tears left.

'Was this how it felt like to lose a mate?’ Kimberly wondered, still staring blankly at the same spot where it all happened, internally hoping for a miracle.

“Roy wouldn’t like to see you like this” a voice suddenly said, interrupting Kimberly’s sorrowful moment.

She turned to her right, and there stood a now fully clothed Alan.

“I want to die” she said in a low voice, but Alan heard it.

“We both know that isn’t the best choice” he encouraged, making her burst into another round of sobs.

“You have to be strong for the pack” he continued, receiving a disapproving nod from Kimberly.

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