The day after Sabine's visit I was emotionally beaten, but it still felt better than my blissful ignorance. I layed on the dingy cot thinking how couldn't I not know or care about my sister and best friend's struggles. Sabine was absolutely right, I put her in this position and didn't even look back. It was easier that way. Well, easier for me.
To be honest I lost two and a half years of my life. I was there all the time, but not really. I was still holding my old title, but only by name. I was still Alpha Benson VanWoert, but wasn't at the same time.
I was so consumed with my own grief and when that subsided, in quieting my wolf and inner guilt, that I let take over my entire life. Actually it wasn't life. Sure, I was eating and breathing, but it was just existing.
But now I see whe
