Luke

Down here in the valley
Every shadow you see
Has its own story
Down here in the valley
Every puddle of mud
Comes from tears and blood
And it's so hard just to get warm
That the chill turns into despair

Luke sat just outside the temple entrance, staring at the ground. His former mate was taken from him, and now his own alpha wanted to slay his daughter. Tainted, precious Tainted. Luke just wished he could have said goodbye before his daughter fled.

Luke lowered himself onto the ground, sighing.