The day he died

It was hard to understand why my father was considered as dead if his body wasn't found and the empty coffin was buried in his grave. The absence of the body could mean a lot of things, but rarely death. There should be something that made all the werewolves believe that my father died. But what could that be?

It felt like I'm about to open the door that leads to the greatest mystery of all time. And to be honest, I was afraid to open that mystery as I had the inner unknown feeling I have a great role in that mystery. 

Aiden kept silent as if the wild maze of my thoughts was distracting him from telling a story of what happened to my father. Perhaps, he was trying to remember what happened then or was just looking for the right words to tell me the truth. Why do I have the feeling that it was me who told everyone about my father's death?