Life After the Storm

It has been a couple of days since the attack. Ivan has left, and Landon hasn't spoken to anyone since the memorial services of all those that we lost. I've been trying to give Landon time. I'm wondering if he blames me for the lives that I couldn't save.

I want to talk to him, but I don't know how. He is so full of anger that I don't want him to take it out on me. I've been assisting all the wolves that have lost their loved ones. Doing little chores here and there. Helping the mothers take care of their children, trying to explain to them what has happened.

Many wolves lost their mates. There is so much heartbreak that I don't know how to cure it all. The pack has lost the light. Now we are all just full of darkness. They need their leader to come forward and guide them. But he won't even leave his house. I know that he blames himself for all of this. Or maybe he blames me because he left his pack to protect me.

Ivan said that he would be back, but he didn't say when. Sometimes I feel like I miss him even though I hate him too. Star has been so quiet and almost feels like she has disappeared, too. I think she is mad at me for trying to save others. When I should have taken care of myself and my baby.

As I rub my belly and feel her kicks, I'm grateful that she is OK. Even though I'm terrified of the world that she is coming into. I don't want it to be where she is going to be in danger all the time. I want to get to the bottom of all of this. I just don't know how. I don't want to bring it up, but I don't know what else I am supposed to do.

door, I don't want to answer it, I don't want to move. I want to lay in my sadness and just forget all that has happened. But I pushed myself up out of my bed. As I pull my covers off my body, I get a chill from the cold air. Then I notice that the knock

been crying, as his eyes are puffy and red. I want to comfort him, but I don't know how. As I look into his eyes, “Landon, is everything okay.” I say in a

I wrap my arms around him. I say nothing,

and the love that he has inside him. I know that he feels like a failure, but it is not his fault. I take my finger

shirt is off, he begins to kiss my neck, I let out soft moans. As his kisses make me want all of him. I then put my hands at the bottom of his shirt, I go to lift his shirt as he puts his hands up,

gently picks me up, I wrap my legs around his waist as he then carries me to the bed and lays me down so gently. Without taking his lips off mine. I have never wanted anybody more than

making them hard. He then takes his fingertips and gently plays with my nipples. I let out a soft moan of pleasure that he is given just by his gentle touch. As his kisses travel further down my body, the pleasure is becoming unbearable As my pussy is getting

holds me down he then inserts his finger inside me, I can't help but to scream as it feels so good. As he is sucking on my clit and inserting his finger, I almost get ready to cum, but then he