Chapter 165 In Memorium

• They lived a happy life for several years.
• This day Jackson looked at the sea of faces that filled his territory’s largest open space, the ground behind the Town Hall. Everyone was dressed in black, pain etched on their faces.
• From the moment all the packs had arrived and started filling up the chairs that had been set out, he’d had to focus on not projecting his emotions or feeling theirs, something he hadn’t done since the days he felt the pack’s hatred of Layla in the shaky beginning of their relationship. It had been necessary then so he could know where all the threats lay, and just as it was essential to hide everything now. The amount of pain in the air was crippling.