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Thorn. I’m not sure what Delilah whispered to Brad’s grave but from the look on her face, it cannot be anything good. I cannot fathom what kind of relationship existed between them but there is a seed of doubt in my heart. Did Delilah even care about Brad? And if she didn’t…it shows how much more my relationship with her would be jeopardized. I watch as she adjusts the scarf over her face but I do not miss the watery nature of her eyes. Did she cry? Why? She didn’t even want to come here. It’s like she says one thing and then shows me another. “Thank you, Alpha. We have lost our son but we are glad to know that you will never forget him.” Mrs Adamas says to me and I bow my head in respect. Mrs Adamas looks at Delilah at my side but she doesn't say a word. I expected her to say somet