The night the almost full moon stood against the backdrop of Silver pack, the city lights were purposely dimmed to honor the moon as it had been done every month. No matter how bright and advanced Silver was, the moon was respected enough for the night lights to be turned down so their pack could be blessed with the milky light of the goddess. However, many didn't feel the blessing this time around as they were consumed by fear, some by excitement, and others by grief.
Laila had heard the news of the Alpha's death and still could not bring herself to believe it, it sat like a thorn lodged in her throat, she walked into their quarter's garden like a ghost to meet her uncle who had summoned her amidst her hurt and grief about Sebastian's death. How could he be dead? He had been strong and untouchable for so long.
