Once Jasmine was inside the carriage she reluctantly looked away from the window.
She was going to miss them all.
Loren, Marro, Richard, Erik and even Kire.
Kire had been so reluctant to let her go she thought he would be in pain.
Of course he couldn't go with Jasmine because the more he stayed away, the weaker it made Erik.
So it was out of question.
Marro on the other hand was extremely unhappy.
But she knew that the little boy was safe here.
Xaden would never let anything happen.
She knew that it wasn't forever but she had a sick feeling inside her tummy that told her that it was going to.
That she was never going to return to this pack.
What made her sick to her stomach was the worry that she had abandoned her daughter.
That she wasn't going to visit her daughter's grave everyday as she did.
Every morning she went to out fresh flowers, she would find fresh Jasmines on the grave.
Was it Xaden?
She doubted.
Perhaps Fiona.
