She hoped her words could leave a sense of... comfort. A comfort that lingered and wrapped itself around the other like a blanket for which warmed a sense of I’ll be back. And oh would she. Since her departure, Serena had found that Holden, her alpha and one of two alphas of the Greenwood pack, was now a warning for those who didn’t acknowledge the hunters previous threats: this is war. She was at the mercy to her own pain for three months, where she mourned his death and prepared his burial. She burned his body, the ripe smell of death covering the one of musk and lemon that used to be his scent; then she placed his ashes in a tin container and carried it with her. This war, inside of her, was over. But a new one was taking over.
Serena were gone for more than six months, edging closer to eight. No one had heard a word from her. Like a ghost in the desert, she stayed quiet and only rattled and appeared at the most odd of times. The only one who had contact with her was the other alpha who was now but Serena’s... equivalent... Oh yes. She had now taken Holden’s place, her feet fitting in shoes that just didn’t fit too well. She had to make them fit. This Serena were far different than the one in which many knew. She wasn’t reckless, she broke the horse’s back on that one. Many things also changed, but to save space, they’ll go unnamed.
Most of the people who she’d known had moved, location or with their lives, which she watched from afar. But not at first. She tried to reach out to one beauty in particular but she had someone new in her life and thus there was nothing left for her in Astoria. But a letter. Which was left at the foot of someone who she hadn’t checked on. There her figure sat through the glass of the bar, a crystal not far from the digits of her palm and alone she did, in fact, sit. Serena watched closer, for thirty five minute until she was certain that she was by herself. Then she could swallow this fact and lift her shoulders to continue into the bar.
She sat beside her, mouth sown shut, and then her arm reached over to grab the drink where she put it to her lip and took a swig. Then down it went. “Hey.”
