Stone Circle This life isn't romantic or free, there's no path to anything that makes any sense

Her curled lip hadn’t fazed him, Siarut was well aware of her unwillingness to move Kaito or her unfortunate young. He had no intention of touching them or trying to persuade her to move them. He imagined he might have reacted similarly, had Valette not called him to take care of his pups in that fateful day.

She relaxed as he settled against her. But was pulled from his memories as she spoke. He didn’t life his head, but his ear twitch. Sia was honestly surprised Arlette spoke at all, and he hadn’t anticipated it. Finally dragging his chin up off the ground, he turned slightly to look at her.

The widower understood the condolences to be common place after such an event. But to him the words felt empty. He didn’t want apologies, he didn’t want kindness, or love and support. He wanted his mate back.

Despite his miss givings though, he shallowly dipped his head in thanks. “Thank you.” The words stuck to the back of his throat, barely heard. He hadn’t been present during the altercation, and it would haunt him for the rest of his life. But Siarut knew that Nanook would have done anything to keep her family safe. Including Arlette.

Siarut hadn’t had the chance to meet Kaito properly. But it was obvious that she had cared very deeply for the boy. “I am sorry too.” Although he his apology was for a different reason than the three corpses on her other side. No, he should have been here. He should have been here to protect his family. If he had maybe this never would have happened. Maybe Kaito would still be alive, maybe Arlette would still have her pups...and maybe she would still be here too.

“We’ll see them again.” He spoke softly. He wasn’t sure what her religious viewpoints were, but his told him that while her physical form had left her spirit still remained.