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Riley Thanks to what Jeremy taught me the past couple of years, and my amazingly supportive pack, I quickly got the hang of things. First thing in the mornings, I went for a jog, but it was more about having a reason to pop into the mausoleum. I would sit there and talk to Jeremy as if he was right there beside me, telling him about what I had done the day before and how much I missed him. I talked about all the fun we had travelling and how grateful I was for the time we had together. I told him that I was worried about not having an heir and that it put our pack in danger, but that I couldn’t imagine myself with another man after the love we shared. Once I was talked out, I would jog back home, shower and change for breakfast. I couldn’t imagine having another male sit where Jeremy us