Stone Circle my middle name, my goodbye

He let the alphess take her place beside him, and strained to focus on her words; he knew them to be true, but his spirit was so dampened, so dark... he just couldn't seem to take the necessary leap. Hell, he'd promised his late love that he would move on, but it wasn't so easy as just getting over it - if it was, the scout would've done it already.

"I know," he murmured, sucking in a frigid breath. "I'm sorry for your losses - if i'd lost a mate twice... I-I can't imagine that pain." If valette had felt the same terrible curse he had, then she was near enough one of the damn strongest wolves he knew; to survive such horrible fate, it was unfathomable. "I just... I don't know what to do anymore."