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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.

around in his head, pacing back and forth as they waited for

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I wasn’t surprised to see him immediately step inside. He didn’t wait for anyone else as

close behind along 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 garner a new type of understanding among all of us. A better sense of camaraderie, if

their respective packs. Noah wanted to give Isaac space. I knew he wasn’t comfortable with the idea of going into Duskfall. He felt

of Duskfall around twelve minutes in, we began to see the remains 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 of the other

“Look around,”

the other warriors that

settling here, you make note of. I don’t care if you

one waits a second longer before they go off in different directions, doing as Raizel bid them to. I was far too taken by

end, so was the community center.

a squeeze as we walked by Alpha Thompson’s

the second floor was gone but the outer walls of the first

few of the smaller

of which, was

saw the small

hadn’t been

woods, my throat tightened. It looked so

*mbush.

and windows and a few stray scorch marks on the stone. It was still

father’s house. I didn’t stop

“It’s still there.”

into so many times. It almost felt as

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

Selly! Look! I watered the

cheek brings my attention back to

you want to go

looking at whatever’s left of his father. He’d want to scavenge what he could alone.

I shook my head,

“No,”

give a

to look at the

few minutes felt like hours. I wondered if any of his flowers

hoped at least those made

turned a corner, I had to hold my

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 the ground, tipped over. My

help but hold onto it

to fix

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