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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.

wolf prowled around in his head, pacing back and forth as they waited for the signal to

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

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,

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

of the attack on every passing building. There’d been rubble laying around the grounds. Scorch marks that never faded from the standing houses and whatever was left

“Look around,”

nodding to the other warriors

essential to settling here, you make note of. I don’t care if you see jewelry, or

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 to anything

burned down, but there were others that remained for the most part, intact. The library had been burned down to the very end, so was the community

as we walked by Alpha Thompson’s

gone but the outer walls of the first

smaller houses made

of which,

I saw the

hadn’t been through

throat

*mbush.

flaws being the broken down door and windows and a few

his father’s house. I didn’t stop him, but I did tighten my grip around Raizel’s

“It’s still there.”

transfixed at the little home I’d walked into

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to greet me with a warm smile and a cup of tea. Lila would be

Look! I watered the

brings my attention back to him. He smiles at me, small

want

Isaac. He’s probably looking at whatever’s left of his father. He’d want to scavenge what he could alone. This was his moment of closer, it was only his. I

I shook my head,

“No,”

give a short

want to look at the

his assent and allows me to guide him in the back. My legs felt heavy the whole journey there. What was a few minutes felt like hours. I wondered if any of his flowers made it. If any of

hoped at least those made

a corner, I

thing left behind was the over-infestation of weeds. That, and even more rubble. The battered watering

can’t help but hold onto it

to