Santiago sat alone at the bar, his shoulders hunched, head hung over staring into the last swig of his beverage. Demetri stood behind the bar, inspecting the glasses as he cleaned them. Every few moments, the tracker would look over at his companion, torn between asking what could be the problem Santiago was experiencing or just minding his own business.

Santiago downed the last swallow, pushing his glass forward. "Another," he grumbled.

Demetri did as told pouring another double for the troubled guard.

Against his better judgement, Demetri brought himself to ask, "What problems are you trying to drown?"

Santiago brought his glass back to himself, bringing it to his lips only to stop and set it back down with a soft thud.

"I fucked up," was all he said.

Demetri raised a brow as he threw the bar towel over his shoulder, waiting for more information.

Santiago ran one of his massive hands through his dreads, gaining the strength to admit his misdoings.

"I betrayed my mate," he explained after a moment of silence, "I hurt her in the worst of ways and now she will never love me for a second time."

Santiago's eyes glazed over as he looked down to where his wedding band once sat, his heart and mind heavy with guilt.

"May she find the happiness. Heavens know I couldn't give her that...." He whispered downing his glass before leaving the lounge, taking his troubles with him.