Chapter 69 Accepting Her Death

“Alpha Ethan, great news! General Owen was able to hold the line of defense and retake one city along the coast!”

My eyes widened slightly. That was, indeed, good news.

“Does Talon know?”

“Not yet– I was about to go find him next.”

“I‘ll do that. I need to ask him something, anyway.”

I stretched and stood up from my desk. It was still early–I didn‘t mind walking a little bit.

As I neared Talon‘s room, I noticed the door was ajar, and I heard his voice, along with Vicky‘s. I‘d never eavesdropped on my pack, but when I heard my name, I paused.

“…I know. He barely eats, he rarely sleeps any more,” Talon said.

“If Ethan knew about it, no matter how upset he is, maybe he could start to heal,” Vicky was saying.

Knew about what? What were they talking about?

“I don‘t know, Vicky,” Talon said. “I couldn‘t imagine how I would feel if it was me. You know that.”

She sighed. “I just want to help him.”

What the hill were they talking about?!

The only thing, the only one they were not supposed to mention in front of me was…

“Well, all we can do is be here for him and try to make the rest of his life easier.”

I started to walk again, but then I realized Vicky was crying, so I stopped again.

“I miss her so much,” she said between sobs.

“I know you do,” Talon said, and I could imagine him patting her back, trying to soothe her. “I do, too.”

“Rosalie was the sweetest, kindest person I‘ve ever met in my whole life. It‘s just not fair that she‘s gone and that horrible Madalynn is still here.”

“We can‘t question why these things happen, Vicky,” Talon said, in his logical tone.

“Why not?” his sister demanded. “Why can‘t we question it? It sucks! I just wish… I wish…”

“I know,” he sighed. I assumed Vicky was going to say she wished she could see Rosalie one more time.

Because I wished I could see her one more time.

More than anything in the world.

But It had been so long since she‘d disappeared over the edge of the cliffs, and still, nothing had surfaced.

I was just about to reveal that I was standing there when Vicky said something that made my blood run cold.

“If only we had said something to him–or if she had never overheard his plans,” Vicky said.

“Vicky, we‘ve talked about this,” Talon said. “It‘s too late now. Just let it go.”

“But don‘t you feel responsible?” she asked. “If we had told Ethan that she knew–”

I braced myself against the wall, my head spinning, not wanting to let myself go to the place where my mind was slipping away to.

I refocused in time to hear Talon say, “I tried. He didn‘t listen. I thought we had time to change his mind about that plan…”

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