The second we got back to the pack, Jackson’s mother was waiting and looked extremely anxious. Jackson rushed to her and they exchanged a few words. I held my mothers hands and watched as Jackson slowly made his way to my side of the car. He opened it and came down to my level.
“Whatever it is, just tell me.” I sighed, squeezing my eyes shut and waiting for whatever blow to my mind was about to come.
He placed a hand on my arm, sending waves of electricity through me. I opened my eyes and found him smiling at me like some i***t.
“What is going on?” I tried not to sound so annoyed.
“Amelia, I don’t know how to tell you this, but Luna Amanda. She didn’t make it.”
I heard his words clear as day but somehow it wasn’t processing in my brain.
She didn’t make it?
What the heck.
She
