Blair POV
Brynn stared at me as though she had seen a ghost, all the blood draining from her face. She looked speechless, a look of confusion on her face. She shook her head back and forth, refusing to believe what was right in front of her eyes. I tried not to smirk as my appearance had the intended effect.
"No" she protested, as I stood over her, my eyes narrowed, my body tense, prepared to attack at the slightest movement or provocation from her "You're dead" she screamed at me, her voice shrill, her body shaking "I just watched your funeral. I saw them bury your casket."
She was filled with denial, even as her eyes stared at me accusingly, unable to deny that I was flesh and blood right in front of her. I was no more dead than she was.
My voice was filled with disdain as my mate a
