The last call to the stop was called on the train, and the man stands to exit. He waits as the train comes to a complete stop, adjusting his duffel bag on his shoulders and scratching the slight stubble on his face. When the train stops, he was the first to get off, looking around the station before he sees someone that looks familiar.

He frowns, "Yoongi?"

The shorter man smiles, nodding to him as he gets closer, "Jisung, you've grown so tall."

The man, Jisung chuckles, "Thanks to Lana and my uncle, I've been eating well and grew into the best Alpha I can be."

"An Alpha indeed," Yoongi smirks, "I can see it, let's go shall we? I haven't told anyone you're coming."

"Before we go... can we stop at their sites?" Jisung asks, biting his lip and pulling out the bouquets of flowers, "I need to see them."

"Of course, they're still with you in your heart, and they're guiding you along with your parents Jisung."

"I know... it's hard to think that after all these years..."

"I know it's hard," Yoongi smiles, "Come on, Jimin's ready to see you."

Jisung nods and follows Yoongi through the crowds to the vehicle waiting for them, and as soon as they get closer, the passenger door opens and Jimin steps out. He runs over and hugs Jisung tight, Jisung chuckles, "Hey Jiminie."

"Oh my god," Jimin sniffles, stepping back to admire the boy, "You've grown so tall, and handsome," Jimin smiles, "Your parents, Livonia and Alexander, and Lana would all be so very proud of you."

Jisung smiles at the name Lana, his smile is wiped away when he clears his throat, "When did she...."

"About two years after you left. We contacted your uncle and he said he would tell you, but I guess he didn't..."

"No, he didn't tell me until I grew older. He was worried if he told me I would be upset. Which, I was, but I'm more upset he didn't tell me sooner," Jisung grunts, "I heard you had the babies, and Yoongi told me you guys had another child? A daughter?"

"Yes, she's seventeen now, and you're what, twenty-eight?"

"Yes," he chuckles, "I'm surprised you remembered."

"Of course I'd remember," Jimin smiles, "Let's get going, I know you probably want to see their grave sites before we head to the pack house."

Jisung allows Yoongi to take his duffel bag and place it in the trunk, and once they're in the vehicle they all head towards the pack house. It's a two hour drive to the house from the train station, but when they arrive about five minutes out of the pack house territory, Yoongi pulls over to the side of the road and leads his mate and Jisung through the woods. They stop when they see many wooden stakes, names carved in the woods that were slightly molding.

Yoongi leads them through the stakes, stepping gently through the many graves until he stops. He turns to Jisung, "I'll leave you alone with them."

Jisung stares down at the two graves of the people who saved him, took him in and protected him before Yoongi's father could harm him. He squats down, taking one bouquet and separating the flowers before setting them on each grave. He sighs, feeling all sorts of emotions roam through him as he spoke gravely, "You took me in, when no one else would. You saved me from hunters and rogues. You fought for me," he started getting tears in his eyes and is quick to stand and wipe them, "I want to say, thank you both. I will see you again."

He looks to the distance, seeing another grave he would like to visit and give his last bouquet to. He stands, walking over to it and looking down with sorrow. He hated this, he hated seeing the one woman who raised him after Livonia and Alexander died, in the ground. He knew she was an older woman, and ready to go since her mate rejected her at a young age. She never had children, so she didn't have anything but Jisung.

The thought of him being her only family, and he wasn't even here, hurt like a bitch. He felt his eyes water again, this time not getting up or not stopping them, he lets his emotions fly. He sobs, covering his face with a hand as he cries for the loss of the woman who took him in after he lost his parents, Livonia and Alexander, and now he's lost her.

He remembers their last day, her warm smile and her kind eyes as she watched him leave. Seventeen years later, here he is. He lays the bouquet of flowers down on her grave, still crying and letting the tears burn tracks down his warm cheeks. A warm hand gently caresses his back, comforting and from the white chocolate smell he knew it was Jimin.

He looks back at him, seeing Jimin with tears in his eyes as well as he smiles, "Come on, let's head to the pack house. Your friends that you had before you left, were excited to learn you were coming back. All are ready to see you."

Jisung cleans himself up before leaving with Jimin back to the car. Yoongi waited at the car, starting it up when he seen the two approaching. After they are buckled in, he turns to Jisung, "Ready?"

"Yes," Jisung responds, his voice still a little raspy from crying.

Yoongi drives them to the pack house, and as if people knew they had arrived with Jisung, teens and adults ran after the car to say hello and to see the grown man. When they had stopped, Jisung had caught sight of some of his friends when he was younger running to the car to say hello. You can tell by their scents that some were mated, however, one female smelled stronger to him and actually attracted him to her.

As he hugged them all and said hello, he turns to see the female being quiet and shy behind one of his friends. Jisung smiles, "Moonbin, who is this?"

Moonbin turns to the female, smiling a little and gestures to her, "This is my old sister, Jisoo. She's twenty-four."

Jisung smiles at her, she returns the smile and shyly tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. Jisung chuckles, "Well hello... mate."

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