Leave With Me

Clara

Felix and I quickly hurried out of the Coliseum. I was grateful that there were only small streams of werewolves leaving the place. I looked over at the sandpit and saw werewolves piling up bodies into a mass pyre. The stench of their burning bodies truly repulsed me, and even the werewolves burning the bodies had to cover their noses with heavy cloth and scarves.

I hesitated at the exit and remembered the horrors of going through that giant stone passageway, but Felix took my hand.

He reassured me, “It’s fine. Most of the werewolves are gone by now. Just a couple of drunks.”

“And dead bodies,” I said, looking at the lacerated naked form of an Omega shoved in the corner. I felt sickness and hatred burn inside me as I stared at his pathetic, bleeding body. He was younger than Felix, and I wondered where his parents were. Probably gone, or they didn’t give a damn what happened to their child.

However horrible the Moonstone Pack was, their cruelties could not even compare to t