Roberta POV
When I woke the next morning, I remembered I would not have my little boy come running in and jump on my bed, or hear his giggle. I took a quick shower and headed downstairs, trying to put on a happy face, but I must have failed, as I had many looking at me with sympathy. He was only with us for a short time, but I got attached real quick. I knew I had to push past this and start being the Luna. I was made to be. If I am sad, then the pack is sad, or so my Dad would tell me. We have had a lot of death in our lives, but this was the first time since I lost my Mother, that I had to face losing someone close to me.
Drew saw me arrive in the dining hall and stood when I came closer to his chair, he pulled out the chair beside him and gave me a quick kiss before allowing me to sit
