Jason’s P.O.V.
Once Archer and I had taken the time to examine the hidden basement that hid most of the women and children that had been able to hide inside of it in time, we had gone outside of the pack house, assessing who might need some medical help. But fortunately, most of them were fine… physically, that is. Mentally, that was a whole other ordeal. Most women were crying because their mates had been murdered in cold blood or were still missing from the pack lands. It had taken me some time to be able to find Cody again, but once I walked around the corner of the house, I found him sitting on the grass, his mother crying as he was holding her close.
“Cody, a word with you, please.” I spoke to him, seeing how he looked up at me, his eyes hollow and red from crying after seeing his o
