Chapter 172 A King Without A Queen

• Walking up and down the steps in heaven which had seemed less than thirty minutes had actually been a month down in my world. I stepped out sure it had just been a few minutes to find the pack having moved on, rebuilding itself with all trying to find a way to live on without all the relatives they had lost.
• They were shocked to see me but I could not even be happy to see Brum. My body fell with a thud, sitting with my legs crossed, my head in my hands as I let the tears flow. I had felt the bond the very second it snapped away. I had still been climbing out of the darkness and I had felt as if I had been dying but I had continued walking, fighting to not run back to her, fighting to get back home so I would move on and pretend as if I was not breaking apart but it had not been that easy.
• I sat on the ground, the tears flowing with the pain as if tearing me apart. I felt empty, felt dead without her. My people had pulled me up, Brum holding me up to my room where he ripped off my clothes, bathing me then tucked me in bed where I lay all through the weeks that followed after. Two weeks I decided I could not continue burying myself in bed with her fluffy creature buried in my arms. I missed her, I missed her so much. I missed every part of her, her laugh, her smile. Goddess, I wanted her back. I could not even breathe without her but I had to. I was not good for her and I would not be selfish when it came to her.