Beta Julian was the first to react, stepping in to pull Lily away.
She stood still for a long moment, her head bowed, before finally forcing a smile.
"Brooks, are you tired?"
After the wedding, they returned to the pack together. Lily stayed by his side as he greeted his parents, and later, they moved into the new house I had prepared.
The house I was supposed to share with him.
After my death, the Moon Goddess took pity on me.
She allowed me to linger, to remain by Brooks’s side as a wandering spirit. I watched over him, unseen and unheard, a silent presence in his world.
I told myself I would only stay until he healed. Until he was happy.
But that day never came.
In the third year after his return to the pack, Brooks was formally diagnosed with severe PTSD.
He could no longer distinguish reality from hallucinations.
Despite his remarriage, despite becoming Alpha, despite everything he had fought for—he was still haunted.