Chapter 313
Jackson was numb.
None of this felt real.
There was a part of him that had hoped there was some possibility of Taya living, of something
happening at the last minute to keep her with him after they mated.
But that wasn’t to be.
When Eric heard the news of Taya’s death, he immediately rushed over. However, he did not expect to
see such a scene.
Jackson had always been a composed Alpha, and the wolf Eric was seeing right now was anything but.
Eric watched as Jackson paced around his condo in Arcadia in his massive wolf form. He couldn’t
describe him with words. He only felt that Jackson had gone mad.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe looked at Jackson’s bloodshot eyes and couldn’t help but feel emotional for his friend. Even in his
wolf form, the grief Jackson was experiencing was coming off of him in waves.
“Jackson, pull yourself together… Your pack needs you.”
Jackson’s body went limp, and he laid on the floor. His desperate amber eyes were empty as he stared
off into nothing.
Night fell, and there was a knock on the door. Eric answered it to see one of Jackson’s pack guards
standing there with an urn.
“I’ve brought the remains of the Alpha’s mate,” he said, trying to
look inside to see Jackson.
Eric shifted his body to keep the man from seeing Jackson in such a state. It wouldn’t do for anyone to
think there might be a weakness to be exploited, that there might be an opening to challenge the
Sterling Alpha.
After taking the ashes, Eric sent the pack guard on his way and
closed the door.
Jackson’s blood-red gaze slowly moved to the urn when Eric turned around.
The second he saw it, he lifted his snout and let out a bloodcurdling, mournful howl.
When Jackson asked Eric if he could cure Taya’s heart failure, Eric suspected that Jackson had
regained his memory, so he asked Camille about what had happened back then.
Only then did he find out about Jackson and Taya’s past. How Jackson’s brother Stephen Sterling had
behaved in order to keep them apart to protect the Sterling pack.
Jackson had jumped out of the car for Taya’s sake and lost his memory. The depth of that kind of love
was not something others could easily measure…
Eric suddenly thought of Stella lying on the ground covered in blood and reaching out to him for help.
His heart couldn’t help but tighten.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIf Stella hadn’t held on to it back then, would he have been like Jackson, holding on to her urn and
utterly ruined?
He shook the thoughts away.
Jackson shifted back into his human form and took the urn from
Eric. His housekeeper, Cora, was shocked when came in and saw Jackson holding an urn, his face
pale and eyes blank.
Although Cora didn’t know who was in the urn, she thought it must be one of the Alpha’s relatives.
“Alpha, I’m going to prepare the mourning hall…”
Jackson did not respond, but when Cora turned around, he stopped her.
“I want you to have a tombstone made for her.”
“What is her name, Alpha?” Cora asked softly.
Jackson looked down at the urn and replied affectionately, “My mate, Taya Palmer.”