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Guardian. I know what they are calling me. I’ve gone from being the strongest warrior in pack, the Big
Daddy Badass to nothing. No, I’m worse than nothing. I’m the Broken Warrior.
Cooper Author
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I wake up in a beautiful meadow. It feels like spring. The air is warm, but not hot. There’s a stream gurgling nearby and birds are singing all around me. I sit up, looking around.
“Andra?’
My head is empty. Andra is gone.
Is this death? I’m in a beautiful place, but I’m alone?
“Andra!” I yell, looking around.
And that’s when I see her. Selene. Beside her is a beautiful brown woll. “Andra?”
She comes bounding over to me, tackling me to the ground. “Andra. Oh Andra!” I say, hugging her and running my fingers through her fur.
I look up and stand as Selene walks up. “Lily.” She says to me before looking around.
“Is this your realm?” I ask her, following her gaze.
“No, it isn’t. It seems you Guardians continue to surprise me. You’ve put yourself in a place where it appears you can choose.”
“Choose?”
“Choose to come with me to my realm or stay and watch over your family and friends.” She gestures in a direction, and I see what looks like a pack gathering in the distance.
“Why can’t I hear Andra in my head?” I ask, looking back at my wolf.
She turns back, running her fingers through Andra’s fur. “You were a Guardian. As such, the spirit of the
Guardian must go to another. In order for that to happen, I have to separate you from your wolf. So, this is Andra, and she can understand you, but you will no longer be able to hear her in your head. You are now two beings, rather than one. She is the same, other than no longer being a Guardian.”
I bend down, wrapping my arms around her. “I’m so glad you’re here with me. For a moment. I thought you were gone too.”
She chuffs at me. I smile, pulling back to look at her. “We’ll have to figure out a new way to communicate, although, having had you in my head for nearly 20 years, I think I know what you’re thinking.”
She rubs her face against me before I stand. I look at the pack gathering and then back to Selene.
“I can stay here?”
She smiles at me. “Apparently, you can. No other child of mine has ever ended up somewhere other than my realm when they passed, but here you are.”
I turn back to the gathering in the distance, feeling drawn to it. “I’d like to stay here. How long do I have?” I ask her.
She looks around. “Since you created this plane, I’d say you have as long as you choose to stay here.”
I take a step toward the gathering. “How will I let you know when I’m ready to come to your realm?”
“Something tells me I’ll know.” She says.
I look at Andra and in unison, we begin jogging to the gathering. As I get closer, I realize it’s a funeral They are laying someone to rest, and I can hear the gentle sobs of those watching the service. At the front is a pyre. This person is getting a warrior’s send off.
As we walk closer, I see Clint in a wheelchair and my heart aches at the sight. Selene said he’d be injured. I hadn’t considered that it might be permanent. He looks empty, haunted, devoid of all emotion. I suddenly have a flash of seeing him in this life, telling him he has to live for our daughter. I’m thankful he has done this for me.
Cara is sitting on his lap, his arms are wrapped around her and her head is buried in his neck as she cries. Beside him, Calista stands, looking almost as distraught as Clint. She is holding Rik’s hand and tears are falling down his face as well. Beside Rik is Liam. He is standing stoically, but I can see the tension on his face. As I look, I see Alpha Christopher and Anastasia, Alpha Eric, Zoe and their children and many other pack representatives that I’ve met over the years. Our entire pack is here, making this a huge event.
I turn back and see Anders standing above the pyre on a stage and suddenly I realize this is my My hand instantly reaches out for Andra and she is there, standing next to me. I look back at the hundreds of people who have gathered to say goodbye to me. All of them are in tears. funeral.
I’m suddenly reminded of something I heard years ago, called the ripple effect. You don’t always realize the impact you have on other people’s lives. One drop into a body of water sends ripples out in every direction. As I watch, I open my mind and I hear the voices, thanking me for saving them, saving their children, their mates, for being a friend when they had no one else, for being kind to them when they needed someone. I’m overwhelmed at the outpouring of love.
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As Anders finishes his speech, his voice breaking, he stands to light the pyre holding my physical body. I walk to Clint, putting my hand on his shoulder, Andra walks beside his wheelchair and leans against him. both of us lending him what strength we can.
As the fire burns, everyone begins to move toward the packhouse. They will have a celebration of my life. That is what we do in our pack, we celebrate the life of the ones we’ve lost. As I look down, I can see that Clint will not be celebrating today. He stays, watching my body burn, long after everyone else has gone.
Calista comes to take Cara and tries to get Clint to come too, but he just shakes his head. I stay with Clint. “You can do this, my love. You’re so strong, I know you can do this.” I say to him, knowing he can’t hear me.
As we stand here, Alpha Christopher comes to stand beside Clint. “I know what you’re feeling. And I know you want nothing more than to lay down and hope the Moon Goddess takes you to join your mate. But you have to live for your daughter. She needs you.”
“How?” Clint whispers, his voice sounding rough and raw.
“Everyday when you wake up, you get out of bed. Then you shower. Then you get your daughter up, make sure she’s fed and get her off to school. Then you do it again in reverse in the evening when she comes home. Eventually, you don’t have to fight to do each step, you just start going through the motions. And then you start filling in the time when she’s gone. At least, that’s what I did. You’ll never get over it, never get over her, but it does get easier with time.”
As the two of them stand together, watching the pyre burn. I turn to find my daughter. When I do, I see her sitting in a chair. Someone, probably Calista has brought her some food, but she’s not eating. When no one is looking, she ducks away and climbs the stairs to our room. The room has been re-arranged. The bed is gone and so are most of our belongings. I’m guessing they had to move Clint to the first floor since he couldn’t get upstairs any longer.
I watch as she pulls a blanket from the closet and wraps it around herself. It’s the blanket that I had her wrapped in when I took her to the safe room. She takes a deep breath, sniffing my scent on the blanket as tears slide down her cheeks.
Behind me. I hear a noise and turn to see Liam. He doesn’t say anything, he just goes and sits beside Lily, wrapping his arm around her and holding her while she cries.
When she finally pulls away, she looks up at him. “I’m sorry, Alpha. I shouldn’t be crying on you like this.”
“How about, we make this our little secret? I won’t tell, if you won’t tell. Okay?”
My heart clenches as I hear my words to Liam all those years ago repeated to my daughter.
