Leo’s POV:
I watched as Cole lit the pyre that his sister’s body was lying on, I honestly felt nothing, I was still too angry and upset with her, her betrayal ran deep and so did my guilt and I wasn’t ready to dissect any of it yet. I turned around and walked away from watching the rest of the proceedings. I heard the Elder of my pack speak as I walked away, about absolute devotion and all I could think of was Harper. As I walked into the pack house, Omega’s scurried about readying for the guest which would beset the pack house as soon as this farce of a funeral was over. They stared at me as I walked over to the bar.
“Whiskey, and make it a double” as the bartender poured the drink and turned to walk away, I grabbed the bottle from him. He said nothing and just continued with his
