(Katerina's POV)
I miss my baby boy.
I miss my son.
Where has he gone?
Why did he run away?
Where is he?
Douglas..
Neither Kol, Kaden or any of my other children have been able to cease my anxiety or upset.
No amount of sex, cuddles or pack matters have taken the pain away, or the dark cloud from my head.
Is he ok?
Is he eating?
Does he have any money?
Is he in danger?
He is our future alpha!
He is at risk no matter where he is.
Oh my baby boy!
Derrick is suffering just as much as I!
His own twin.
Not only have I lost one of my children, but I have to watch the other one fall apart; blame himself for his brother's departure, watch his own mate fall apart, knowing there's nothing he can do to save her.
"Baby? Come on, you need to eat." Kol murmurs softly at my side, trying to coax me into eating a cereal bar- he knows me well enough to know when I'm stressed, I won't eat proper meals, I pick.
