Chp 6 Pt. 3 Mourning

Maliyah

I am glad my parents didn’t make a hug deal about me leaving the meeting. I know I asked to be a part of pack business, but today I just can’t. I have been feeling quite depressed lately and I don’t know why so I decide to head to the cemetery to see my sister.

I slowly make my way through the pack to the family mausoleum. I can sense border patrol following me and I am a bit annoyed by it. I already have my protection detail following me, which they are not good at hiding or don’t care that I know they’re there.

“Go away,” I growl out, making the wolves scatter.

I don’t understand this anger. I don’t even know who I am angry at. I walk into the mausoleum, using my powers to make the flowers bloom again as I make my way to where my sister is. A deep sadness creeps in me as I pass family members who also died in the war. Uncle Owen, aunt Keila, un