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Their screams of terror echoed in my head.

I’m scared

Mama…I’m scared

“Selene.”

The flinch from Raizel’s sudden touch startles him. He watches me in minutely surprise, but then frowns in realization. His expression softens and I find myself in his arms, his big, firm hand brushing my hair back and away from my face.

“Breathe, my love. Breathe.”

The shaky breath I take in is bordering pathetic and I hate it. I resent the panic that still bubbles up in the depths of my chest when I think of that day. It’s a testament to how little I actually changed-

“Stop.”

Raizel tightens his grip on me,

“You and I both know that isn’t true.”

The conviction in his tone wasn’t something I could argue. He whole heartedly believed that and to an extent, so did I. He was right. My self-doubt would only ruin everything. I won’t let these unreasonable thoughts shatter the new beginnings we were trying to nourish. So I nod, and turn back to the gates.

A small tinge of unease settles in my chest.

Isaac wasn’t faring any better.

Our bond is still, undisturbed, but his face is a different matter. The color from his skin drained until he was pale in the face. He stands there, looking at the entrance to the home he lost, and I start to feel the grief seep back into him. I know not to touch him right now, so I offer him what I could.

I send a wave of comfort to both him and his wolf.

I notice the minute he felt it. His back stiffens the tiniest bit before his muscles

He sent one back.

“Let’s go.”

I whisper, lacing my hand through my mate’s.

go

lax.

Williams had given us permission to enter and survey around Duskfall. He’d been too busy to attend with us but sent some of his men over to make sure everything went well. Half of their members were staying out side on guard as the others went with us.

wasn’t sure what I was expecting to see when we get there. The burning of houses and the aftermath of the attack on Duskfall hadn’t left me much hope on what we could salvage.

I hoped to find at least one building still standing.

impatient. His wolf prowled around in his head, pacing back and forth

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to see him immediately step inside. He didn’t wait for anyone else as he strode his way

with Weston trailing after us. The Beta hadn’t been able to stop his curiosity. He glanced around, his expression forlorn. Everyone was filled in about our histories. It hadn’t changed how any of us saw each other, but it did

to stay within their respective packs. Noah wanted to give Isaac space. I knew he wasn’t comfortable with the idea of going into Duskfall. He felt like he was intruding, he told me as much. I hadn’t tried to convince him otherwise. I could certainly see his point

from the standing

“Look around,”

other warriors that

still runs. Whatever you see that is essential to settling here, you make note of. I don’t care if you see jewelry, or anything else, you

doesn’t finish his sentence but the threat is loud and clear. No one waits a second longer before they go off in different directions, doing as Raizel bid them to. I was far too taken by the fact was actually standing here to really pay attention

end, so was the community center. I can still remember the inner parts of the small indoor playground they had for the

a squeeze as we walked by Alpha Thompson’s

the outer walls of the first floor

of the smaller houses made it

of which, was Bentley’s

minute I saw the small

it hadn’t

throat tightened. It looked

*mbush.

stood, tall and nearly perfect with the only flaws being the broken down door and windows and a

his father’s house. I didn’t stop him,

“It’s still there.”

little home I’d walked into

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a cup of

I watered

brings my attention back to him. He smiles

want to go

to scavenge what he could alone.

I shook my head,

“No,”

a short

look at

like hours. I wondered if

hoped at least those made

I had

wide plains. The only thing left behind was the over-infestation of weeds. That, and even more rubble. The battered watering can I used so often laid over

can’t help but hold onto it against

to fix