Roberta POV
I cried on and off as I drove to Matt's pack. It was late afternoon when I pulled up to the gate and was greeted by a friendly face.
'Hi Roberta, I was not expecting to see you back so soon. Does the alpha know you are coming?'
'No, it was a last-minute change of plans. Could I go in?'
'Of course, you are always welcome.' He opened the gate and let me through, no doubt letting Matt know I was there.
I was right, Matt was waiting outside the pack house door, waiting for me to pull up. I swallowed a lump in my throat and climbed out. He pulled me into his arms and I think we both cried. Neither one of us worried about others seeing us like this, it was what I had needed, a shoulder to cry on, other than my Dad, and Matt had lost his mate and understood how I felt.
'I am so
