Sam POV
It was nearly one year since the death of Suzette and Alice. It felt like it happened only yesterday. The pain was still fresh. The wound in my heart would not heal. The longing for Alice was heavier, but I knew Suzette would understand. They would probably have been best of friends if they had not passed away.
I have come a long way from the Royal pack. I went from town to town, city to city. I even stayed in Alice’s kingdom, which I knew was also being managed by the power trio, for a few days to see what it was like walking on the streets she had walked on. I passed by the palace and also the cemetery where she was laid. There was no reason to stay further, but I wish there was.
There were packs nearby, but I avoided them. I preferred to disappear in the sea of people, not wa
