Chapter 77

author pov Alpha Lorn is helping his mother plant lilies of every shade known. They were his sister’s favorite flower. Since they built the special spot for his mom to sit and visit with her only daughter, she has seemed to improve some. His sister’s final resting place is next to the duck pond. She loved the ducks and her favorite thing to do was chase them when they were growing up. They had brought her body home and buried her. From there, mom and dad commission a sculptor from the human city to make a canopied bed from stone. On the bed was a likeness of his sister in sleep. Lorn believed it gave his mom comfort to think his sister was sleeping forever, like that Disney movie, instead of dead. “She would love this, Lorn.” His mom's lips quivered as she made the comment. Instances like this reminded him that his mother understood her daughter was gone forever. With watery eyes and a hoarseness to her voice she continued, “Thank you for killing that disgusting man. I hope he is rotti