Chapter Twenty Six: A New Pain

A few days had passed since the attack, and a calm, but sad atmosphere had settled in place of the tension. There were more security guards along the borders, and no one was allowed within the vicinity.

Ash had been with Violet eversince he'd lost his brother to the dark witch.

He had cried for hours unend, soaked two of her sweaters, and never left the room, but she and Mila cared for him. They had both been in his place before.

A burial ceremony for all the lives lost from the start of the attacks was currently being discussed and preparations were ongoing. It was not a normal thing for werewolves to get burials with the exception of the alpha and Luna, but a lot of brave warriors that contributed wholly to the pack were gone.

On the night of the attack, while Ash was tucked away in Violet's arms, Xavier had entered her room. She felt his strong aura and peeked through her lashes to see him staring at her from the door in the dark. She remembered how emotionless his face was after