Alina’s POV
It’s been a few months since the war; since the loss of our loved ones.
I stand at the resting place that marked his death. I gently place a bunch of flowers down, touching his tomb and smile sadly in remembrance.
I stepped back into the broad chest behind me as strong hands wrap around my waist in a tight hold making my body tremble at the tingles erupting on my skin.
"Xavier. I miss him so much." I whispered into the cool afternoon.
"I know my love. We all do. He had become a member of our family and we loved him as such but we knew he was never meant to stay. He’s where he should be, back in the spirit world with his mate. Happy.” My mate rests his chin in the crook of my neck and speaks his words softly.
Colton was gone and we had to accept it and move on.
"Come on babe, let's join the others for lunch, yeah?" He says breaking from the embrace and leading me away from Colton’s resting place after one last goodbye.