It had been a week since Dawn returned to the north, leaving the capital city.
The enemy had gone, their wolf spirit had gone, the ability for the shifter to shift into their beast had gone and… Zenith had gone too, but life went on.
It was suck.
Zaya watched how Zander literally threw himself to the piles of work. He worked in the morning, in the afternoon, in the evening, even during the night…
He appeared unaffected by Zenith's demise, but Zaya knew this was how he coped up with Zenith's death. After all, they had been very close. They only had each other for a very long time.
They schemed against their enemy together, created plots after plots and fought alongside each other. There must be a lot of moments when they only had each other. Looked out for each other's back.
Zander lost his brother, his twin, his confidante…