97 Funeral day …

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My father would beid to rest today .

It’s been a hectic week so far , from working hand in hand with Beta Jeremy , to inspecting the work done by every sub – department we had to put together for the funeral and then making sure that all the guests have safe passage to Blue Ridge .

This would be the second funeral I would be attending the first was Nathan’s mother , the second my father .

The funeral hall was filled with heavy silence as our guests trooped in , each one of them stopping to murmur quiet condolences to us where we were standing at the entrance of the hall , my mother and sister nking me at both sides .

I was dressed in ck , barely taking note of the words each person was saying , I was too nervous to concentrate .

Today wasn’t just about grieving my father ; it was about facing the ghosts of my past the one person I hadn’t seen in four years .

Ramsey.

I was dreading seeing him here … He arrived at midnight and was staying in the guest room prepared for him in the pack house .

I had tried to push the thought of him from my mind and to focus solely on honoring the memory of my father but the anticipation was killing me .

As the guests kepting , my eyes scanned each face , my chest tightening as the minutes dragged on , just when I was going to convince myself that he mighteter on , my breath caught in my throat when I spotted a familiar figure .

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Even in the throng , he still stood out tall , towering with broad shoulders that made him seem bigger than his original height .

His short dark hair was cut in wavy length , stopping just at the nape of his neck – he used to wear it longer .

The years didn’t diminish his beauty – he was still as handsome as ever with a face that would disarm even the coldest of hearts and amber

eyes that met mine now .

Our gazes locked and for a heartbeat , I felt that familiar tug , like the one I’d felt four years ago , when I had seen him in that g hall … even now , all I wanted was to go to him , to wrap myself in his arms and to let him fuck me until my legs turn to rubber .

I squeezed my thighs together , swallowing as I pushed the immoral thought from my mind .

I owed

my father that much .

As he moved through the crowd towards me , I could barely breathe , my body was frozen as I watched hime .

I didn’t even notice my sister , rssia shifting beside me or the guest politely waiting for my

attention .

“ L , rissa hissed , nudging me back to the present .

I blinked , pulling my gaze away from Ramsey , realizing now that he was standing a few feet in front of me .

That was when I noticed the dark – haired woman perched possessively on his arms , shing diamond ring that looked expensive on the third finger of her left hand .

Of course , it was Cassidy and no one else .

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She wore a smug , disdainful look as she stared at me .

Swallowing my emotions , I bowed politely to Ramsey .

“ Alpha Ramsey ,” I said quietly , keeping my voice steady .

His expression softened as he gave me a small nod in return .

“ I’m sorry for your loss , L ,” he said gently .

I nodded , not trusting myself to speak .

He moved over to my mother , taking her hands .

“ Luna Vanessa ,” he said softly , maintaining a respectful tone .

“ I’m deeply sorry about everything .

Alpha Logan was an incredible man and he’ll be greatly missed .

My mother nodded ; her eyes ssy with tears .

“ Thank you , Alpha Ramsey .

It means a lot to us to have you here … and your grandfather too .

You cannot imagine how fulfilled I feel right now , knowing that Logan yed a role in keeping him alive .

”

She shed him a smile , the first I had seen since I arrived .

It was as though she wasforted by his presence as if acknowledging her grief was a balm she needed .

“ We’ll forever be indebted to your family and the memory of Alpha Logan .

I hope you’re doing okay though .

Should you even be standing ? his eyes flicked to her engorged stomach causing my mother to smile .

“ I’ll be fine , Alpha .

Don’t worry … ”

Ramsey moved over to rissa , murmuringforting words to her as well while my gaze wandered back to Cassidy who was now studying me with open disgust .

Her lips were curled into a mocking smile as she stepped closer to me , her eyes running the length of my body .

“ Well , well ,” she sneer “ see you haven’t changed much since Ist saw you .

Still the same tacky sense of dressing , always looking out of ce ,” she taunted .

I arched my brow , refusing to mind her .

Her smirk widened as she leaned in , sniffing the air around me suddenly .

“ I don’t smell your pheromones either , have you gotten a wolf yet ? Is that it ? Or does it mean you’re still just a pathetic little human ? ”

The words stung me and I had a thousand ready retort on the tip of my lips but I decided not to answer , keeping my expression neutral .

Not today , I told myself .

Today is all about Father .

With a deep breath , I turned away from her , moving on to greet the next guest , trying to forget that the man who once made my heart race was standing behind me .

Suddenly , I felt the briefest of touches against my palm , something sliding into my hand .

Startled , I looked down and saw a small slip of paper in my palm .

I looked up , catching Ramsey’s eyes for the briefest of seconds before he continued into the hall with Cassidy .

My heart raced as I looked at the folded note , my mind spinning with a lot of questions .

Deciding , I didn’t want to deal with this now , I slipped the note into the pocket of my dress .

98 Tam d my father died …

98 I am d my father died …

L .

After I was done greeting thest of the guests , I and my mother and sister made our way into the hall .

I took a deep breath as I entered , scanning the room for my seat .

To my dismay , I noticed that my assigned spot was next to Ramsey .

My heart sank as I scanned the rows of chairs , looking for an open one but the only one avable was the one next to Ramsey .

Steeling myself , I walked over .

He sat straight and dignified , his amber eyes catching my

movements as I approached .

Nodding to me slightly , he acknowledged me , his gaze lingering a beat too long or maybe it was my imagination .

I settled on the space and tried to concentrate , to ignore him but the heat radiating from his presence next to me was impossible to miss .

As our thighs brushed , an electric jolt passed through me pooling in my lower belly , making it hard to focus on anything else .

Soon , Beta Jeremy climbed the stage tomence the funeral .

First , he thanked everyone who .

attended and also recounted all the activities that we would be doing today .

Then , he began to talk about father .

“ Alpha Logan was a fierce protector of our pack , ” he started , his voice filled with reverence .

“ But he was also a man of great humour and warmth .

” Then heunched into tales of stories revolving around my father .

Recounting his warmth

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suffering and for a moi t felt like I was in an alternate universe … or maybe the wrong father had died because the Alpha Logan I grew up to … was none of these things being mentioned .

The subtle hatred had always been there right from when I knew nothing .

It was always the he treated rissa differently from me .

Gave her the nice toys , basically , anything she asked for why I was made to inherit her old toys or get second grade one or most times , none at all .

It was always in the extra effort he would put up for my sister and none for me .

So , who exactly was Beta Jeremy talking about ? The man that had sat there and allowed his child to walk but because he was too proud , he didn’t try to stop her .

He didn’t act like the parent .

The man who had watched me struggle with my heat every single month , rather than offering support , had antagonized me the more and had repeatedly called me a failure .

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I rolled my eyes when someone in the hall , sniffed back tears at Beta Jeremy’s recount .

One by one , others rose to speak , each person sharing fond memories and heartfelt eulogy .

I didn’t know if they were lying because you literally cannot say bad things about dead people or if this was who my dad really was .

Or maybe the version of him I got wasn’t the nice one .

I didn’t know

what to think .

I was getting angry , so angry that I could feel tears begin to cloud my vision .

How could he