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until we reach our homes. I already have one of the members on standby just in case something like this happened,” a female lion shifter said as she looked around the room at each person at one point in time.
    “I like how you think and have a backup plan, you should have been one of the first shifters at the house instead of these fools,” the same lion shifter from earlier said.
    “Shut the fuck up, you should have been there instead of somewhere stalling. Now let’s go make these plans so we can get home,” a female shifter stood, and looked the antagonizing male in the eyes as she spoke to him directly.
    The Shifters with a Cause, that was what they named themselves, all rose at the same time and made their way to the airport, where they would wait quietly until one of their friends was able to get there and help them return home.
     
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    Chelsea and Ace thought it was a good idea to take James to their secret spot, where they went when life was getting too overwhelming for them or they had to think over something. It was the perfect place for James to grieve and tell them what he saw, if he felt he was ready.
    James wanted to focus on something other than his parents’ death. He hated not being in control of his feelings. He knew the only thing that would make him feel better was finding the people who did that to his parents. James also knew his parents wouldn’t want him to be sad or let life pass him by.
    “I know you are hurting, James, and at the same time, you want to let go of the hurt. This is something Ace and I do when we come here and have to let things go. I am not saying not to grieve for the loss of your parents. What I am trying to say is instead of wallowing in it, ask yourself what your parents would want you to do and do it. Remember, their spirits are watching you every step of the way and they are always in your heart.
    “We are here for you if you ever need to talk or want to talk about what happened. Don’t let it fester up inside of you until it gets to the point where you cannot control it. I also have something I want you to try. Here is a rock and special pen. Write down the things you would like to let go and toss it in the river as hard as you can and remember when you toss it, you are fully letting it go. It helped me when I was grieving through my grandparents’ murders. I was the one who found their bodies and Ace brought me here and helped me get through it. I want to help you get through it as well, not only as a mate but also as a friend. You can also put things on there you want to achieve, not just the things you would like to throw away,” Chelsea said as she stood and handed James the rocks and pens. This had helped her when she grieved her grandparents’ deaths, who were killed by unknown shifters for trying to bring the schools together as they are doing now.
    James so wanted to honor his parents more than anything else and knew he could do that by helping others that were in the same situation as they were in.
    On the first rock, James wrote guilt. James knew it wasn’t so much as the grief that kept him up or replaying the scene repeatedly, but the guilt he felt. He thought just maybe if he had left the bar earlier, then his parents would be alive today and helping them change the Isle.
    James stood, shifted, and roared, bringing the pain and guilt he felt forth through his roar. The sound of their mate’s roar had Chelsea’s and Ace’s hearts aching as they felt his pain. One lone tear fell down Chelsea’s face, it was so painful.
    James shifted back with a painful look on his face, stood, and threw the rock into the water as hard as he could and then turned to Chelsea and Ace.
    Just from the look in his eyes and the painful roar, Chelsea and Ace knew. He needed to talk about the word he wrote on the rock before he could fully let go about his parents.
    “You want to talk about the word you just threw in?” Ace asked, he had a degree in psychology,