Alek shook his head slightly as Meztli sat beside him. He don't know what to do now; it was like he lost all purpose because he had lost the thing that he had been born as. His blue eyes were dull but anxious when he looked at Eztli's mother, his face paler than usual. "When wolves die, where do they go?"<br/><br/>Nene arched against him, keeping her legs around him. Her ankles were clasped at his lower back, and she moaned as well when the kiss deepened. The feel of her mate around her was like no other feeling that she had ever experience before, and she loved it.