Theresa had the body on the garage floor on a blue tarp. She had a saw in her hands and got down to her knees and began to saw the Alpha into pieces, starting with the head. After, she did the arms, the legs, the feet, the hands. This was for her Omega. He deserve to be happy again.
She walked up from the basement and saw Donald feeding the flames of the fire. He looked at her and nodded his head, acknowledging that it was okay and that she could bring up the body.
Leg by leg, arm by arm, and so on, she brought the body from the basement and threw the limbs into the fire place. Together, her and Donald watched the flames engulf the body, burning it to a crisp.
"The fire isn't hot enough." Donald said.
Theresa knew this meant the body wouldn't be completely burned.
"What is left over, I'll throw in the dumpster by a store."
Donald shook his head at his wife. "No, Ill take whatever is left to my parents' farm outside of town. I'll spread his parts."
