Chapter 30 ( The End)

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Hunter must have noticed where I was looking because he immediately stood in my way.

"I killed her, it's over. We won. " Hunter's words didn't reassure me at all. This wasn't a win, this wasn't victory.

This was a loss.

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I wish I could say I blanked out after that, but that would be a lie. I wish that I could just forget the last 24 hours, in denial at its best.

My forehead rested against the cool window as blurs of trees pass my vision. I couldn't speak, and Hunter didn't even bother.

Seconds after Hunter stated that we had won, crowds of armed men barged in. After clearing the territory, Hunter decided I need rest.

He threw out demands about what to do, and where to take the bodies.

There's going to be a funeral tomorrow. In memory of Greg, and the other few who lost their life at battle.

At first I thought Hunter was going to drop me off at my house, although dread filled me at that thought.

I know that my family is safe, thank god, but I can't take the confrontation.

The 'are you okay?', 'how are you feeling?', 'Do you want to talk about it?', 'lets talk about it!

And that's something my mother would never understand. No, I don't want to talk about it.

I can accept the passing of someone without mentioning their name aloud, because I'll mention it a million times inside my head.

My mind will slowly take me in journey of agony as every memory of them flash through my mind.

Analyzing what they were wearing, what we were doing, and what I should have done different.

This is how I grieve. It's how I behaved when I lost my father, and how I'm planning to get through Greg.

Even if I can't get through it, I have to.

Hunter's voice startled me out of my thoughts.

"You need some rest, sleep for now and I'll be back later with some food. The um- the funeral will be at 2 pm. We'll go together."

Hunter was out of the car in seconds, and had the door wide open for me to hop out.

Hunter closed the passenger door and made his way to the drivers seat. Just before he could shut the door, I stop him.

"Wait!" Hunter looks shocked that I did, but nevertheless, he stops.

"I-I don't want to go tomorrow."

"Go where? To the funeral?" Hunter's already on his way back to me.

"I- Yeah. I- I can't go tomorrow." I can't bear to see his expression so I fix my gaze upon the cement floor.

"Rose, you're tired. You've been through a lot. If you don't go you will regret it forever. You need closure."

"No, I'll regret it if I go."

"You'll regret it if you don't," Hunter was very close to me now, his tall structure staring down at me.

"I- I just can't. The last thing I want is to be closed in a room filled with people who will just remind me of him."

Peeking a look up at him, I notice his features harden.

"You're not the only one who lost someone, Rose. Because of today there are two families without a father, and a female out there who will never find her mate because he's dead. You're the Luna of this pack, you need to start acting like one," Hunter's tone wasn't harsh, but strict. Genuine, even, like he meant each word that he said.

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