"I thought you were trying to insult me or rub your popularity in my face. I'm sorry Jamie-Lynn" That was when i did something unexpected, I pulled her into a hug and felt her tears hit my back as she began to sob.
                          
"I'm so sorry Eva" she hiccuped, hugging me tightly, burying he head into me. I rubbed her back and shushed her. This was both of our faults.
                          
"No I'm sorry Jamie-Lynn" Pulling back she smiled at me with tears still running down her face and nodded to herself, seeming to decide something.
                          
"I think it's just Jamie now" she said, still nodding. I smiled for what felt like the first time in forever and entwined our hands as we both sat in peaceful silence, waiting for the cars to come.
                          
By the time they came my heart was beating like crazy. My brain couldn't function or process what was happening. Even with a few days passing I still couldn't believe this was happening in the slightest. Without Luna i felt weak, i had nothing to keep me together. The guys were all grieving in their own way. Blake was sticking by my side obviously, being him he couldn't leave me alone for a second in case anything happened but he was distant. Kieran had dived into his alpha duties overworking himself and doing anything to forget. He hardly spoke to me except when he came to see me at night to reassure himself that I was still here. Scott was running around like a mad man, smashing things up and keeping to himself which was unlike him. My brother had Chase running all of his errand's while he tried to make the transition for Tates' beta to become alpha as soon as possible. In all truth I'd never felt so alone. Even with these 4 beautiful men around me. Emma wasn't even here to comfort me. She had left to Bryans pack since she had decided that Bryan would be moving to my brothers pack since the distance was putting a strain on their relationship. 
                          
My world was empty without Tate and only now was i realizing it after he was gone.
                          
Jamie squeezed my hand slightly and pulled me up from the bench, supporting me with her arms since my ankle still hadn't healed. Emma said she could fix it within a day but I didn't want her to. In my mind it was one of the only things I had left of Tate, I know it's stupid but he was alive when I broke it. He even saved me just after Eric had broken it. 
                          
The boys walked out and all came over to me in worry when they saw me with Jamie, I just shook my head trying to tell them to forget about it. They seemed to understand and came over to stand next to me. There were 9 black cars in total and more people were pulling up to the pack house. Soon there was over 300 people. How could Tate know all of these men, women and children? There were people here from all over the world, varying in ages, shapes and sizes.
                          
Each one of them passed by me and gave me a sympathetic look before going in to see Tates body in the coffin that was situated in the living room, for everyone to say their final goodbyes. Some even stopped and hugged me, making sure to not linger for too long in case one of the boys growled or lost their temper. 
                          
Some time later a man with salt and pepper hair came out of the house in a black suit and tie, a cane was in his left hand and small glasses stood a-top the bridge of his nose. He looked around until his eyes landed on me.
                          
"If anyone would like to come and say their final goodbyes before we close the coffin, now would be the time." I nodded in understanding and held on to Jamie's hand, silent begging her to walk me into the living room so that I could have some time alone with him. She gazed at my hand for a second before she knew what I was getting at.
                          
Once inside the living room I let go of her hand and she shut the door on her way out leaving me alone in the house with Tate's body. He was dressed in a grey suit with no tie and the first few buttons undone. He looked completely different. His features were still all the same but his skin looked plastic and fake. They had styled his hair back to how it was before he was bitten and attempted to add some colour back into him but he just looked like he was sun-burnt. This  wasn't my Tate, I had already said my goodbye, what i was doing was pointless but maybe, just maybe, it could give me some type of closure.