There was smoke, so much of smoke. But surprisingly it didn't suffocate me.
I looked around in confusion, trying to figure out what's going on. I was back in my room, on my bed. Deciding to look at what's wrong, I threw my legs over the bed and walked out of the room, running towards the entrance of the house.
Weirdly, there was no one around.
I kept running and once I reached the door, I flung it open and found the buildings surrounding the house were on fire and the wolves from Black Alder, scattered around the porch with bite marks all over their bodies, their blood pooling around them as they laid there lifelessly.
A gasp escaped from my lips when I found my mate on the ground as well. I rushed towards him, praying that he was alive.
I gathered him in my arms and put my finge
