POV (ALEC)
It felt as if the candles on the table were burning brighter and faster than any I had ever seen. I studied the wax as it fell down in little trails of tears, from the top of the wick to the base of the stand. The food in front of me neither had taste nor allowed my stomach any sense of fulfillment. All it did was give me a distraction from the question that hung heavy in the air.
"Why did she do it?"
It was the key to everything, and why they all waited for me to tell them what I thought, and what I wanted to do about it. But, the truth was, I had no idea what my answer should be. Richard's body had not even gone cold, and yet I yearned for Abelia. I desired her, I needed her, and that was a fact I could not change. No matter what my wolf or anyone said, Abelia was mine an
