Werewolf Committee novel Chapter 42

"...May we bow our head in prayer."

Everyone that stood by the coffin, lowered their head.

It was Colin's funeral and somehow it helped make everything seem more real.

It was also a week after the incident. When everyone found out about Colin's death they didn't handle it so well. Vases were thrown, windows were shattered and tears were shed.

However right now everyone at the funeral stayed deadly silent as we all silently prayed. Tate stood close by my side, his shoulders grazing mine.

"Amen."

Everyone slowly raised their heads and murmured to one another. There was quite the crowd and I had to admit Colin must've been pretty popular.

The man on the other side of the coffin gently tapped onto the microphone. We were in the woods so everything was set up. As werewolves it was normal for us. The woods were the place of Colin's birth and he would've wanted it to be his place of death.

Or at least were he was buried.

"If any speeches need to be made..." the man that was also a werewolf trailed off as he gestured to the front.

I thought very few would make speeches. That they were all to devastated to talk.

But I thought wrong. Several people lined up to make their speeches. First it was Roger. He spoke about his brother highly and repeated many times how he was going to miss him.

Then it was Dale, then Tom, then Tate who left my side to make a brief speech on his uncle. His face remained emotionless but I knew he was hurting.

A little grin spread across my face when Eddie sped his way to the front and went up on his tippy toes to reach the microphone. The man standing beside him also smiled and pulled it down to his height.

"Hi," Eddie said brightly and a few mumbled back.

"This is my first funeral so I don't know what to say," he said and a small frown slipped onto his face.

Everyone stayed silent as they all watched Eddie. Eddie glanced down still frowning then a moment later glanced back up with a smile.

"My uncle was one of the coolest people, and I've met a lot of cool people," Eddie brightly said as he glanced at me and I smiled in return while a few people chuckled through blurry eyes.

"I don't know why all of you are crying so much," Eddie exclaimed with another frown.

"-Uncle Colin is happy and I know it. He used to always tell me he couldn't wait to go up there," Eddie pointed to the sky, "-to see his mate."

Eddie then became silent not knowing what to say. The man next to him patted Eddie on the shoulder and gave it a squeeze with another kind smile as he put the microphone back up and leaned forward.

"May he rest in peace," He finished off for Eddie.

Eddie looked up at him and gave the man a friendly smile before turning around and coming back near the crowd.

After a few of Colin's long lost friends gave inspirational speeches, they bid there goodbye and paid their respects before slowly leaving.

The Coffin was lowered and all to soon Colin's body was underground and gone.

I tightly held the bunch of flowers in my hand and stepped forward once no one was around grave.

Walking near it, I placed the flowers gently on top of the soil and kneeled down with a sigh.

"Hey Colin," I whispered.

There was no reply.

"I'm sorry I didn't go up and make a speech," I said with a sheepish smile even though he couldn't see me.

"-but I just wanted you to know that I'm grateful for everything you did," I said with a smile and glanced behind me to see Tate leaning on a tree far behind me.

"So is Tate," I whispered.

After a moment or two of silence I stood up and dusted off my pants. Taking a few steps backwards I Iowered my gaze.

"Thank you for everything."

Spinning around I pulled my jacket around myself tighter as I began walking towards Tate.

However, when I almost reached Tate I felt a small change in the wind. It was only for a split second and then there was a small whisper in the air.

You're welcome.

I reached Tate and glanced behind me with furrowed eyebrows.

Shaking my head I looked back at Tate to see him staring at the ground with a blank look.

"Tate?" I whispered and he looked up at me but said nothing.

"Are you alright?" I said worried.

Tate blinked a few times and took in a shaky breath before nodding his head.

I placed my palm on his cheek and caressed it, leaning forward to rest my forehead on his.

Tate closed his eyes and so did I.

"We can have that life you wanted," I whispered, "-to live happily with you're mate and not have anyone trying to kill us."

Tate slightly shook his head. If anything probably not believing me.

"You kept your promise," I insisted and leaned back to see Tate's hazel eyes already focused on me.

"Everything's over now we can be happy," I persisted. Anything to see him smile.

"Can we?" he asked and I smiled nodding my head.

I put my arms around Tate and rested my head on his shoulder. Slowly Tate's arms wrapped around me and he caressed my hair with one hand.

"You know I love you Elina?" Tate murmured in my ear and I hugged him tighter.

"I know. I love you too," I said back and leaned backwards to place a kiss on his lips. Tate held me there and slowly kissed me back. It was slow and full of passion.

"Come on. We should go back inside," Tate gently said and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me to his side.

We began our way back to the Committee. However I couldn't help but glance back one last time. I also couldn't help but smile.

If Colin was now with his mate that met he feels the way I feel when I'm with Tate? That means he's happy? Safe. Loved.

That was the thought that kept me going and smiling.

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