Chapter 90

A lot of people showed for it. My father was a well-liked Beta even after he and my mother cut themselves off from the pack. I stood in front clinging to Tristan's arm as my life support. My parents were Christian and wanted a Christian service. As I child I was as well but I wasn't sure how werewolves really fit into the creation theory. "As the first man was made from dust," the preacher said, "and the first woman from him and we all hail from Adam and Eve, today we return our fallen brother and sister to dirt. Timothy and Vera Iris will be missed. They were a beloved Beta couple, friends, and parents." His eyes flickered to me and I looked away. Tristan moved and wrapped his arm around me. "They will never be truly gone, they reside in our hearts and we will one day be reunited with them in the afterlife. If the children would like to say anything." Everyone either looked at me or searched for Tyler. "You don't have to go," Tristan whispered in my ear.