Seeing my tears, Talon hesitated for a moment, his brow furrowing. But before he could speak, Lily said, "Sloane, stop being so dramatic. It’s not like I dug your mother’s gravesite.”
After she said that, she turned to the pack’s scouts and ordered them to refill the grave. “Let my son rest in peace."
The pack’s scouts released me and began to shovel dirt over my mother’s grave. I lunged to stop them, but Talon grabbed me.
“Stop it!” He pushed me aside, and I stumbled, colliding with the urn that held my mother’s ashes. It toppled, spilling its contents onto the ground.
The rain began to pour down and turned the ground into mud together with some of my mom’s spilled ashes. I couldn’t think or move at the moment. The grief inside me exploded into a primal howl.
Watching my mother die with regrets was the most painful thing for me. Now, I couldn't even protect her ashes.
"No! No, no, no!" I desperately tried to gather the remains, but they slipped through my fingers, lost forever in the rain and dirt.