Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen
It had been two days since Hannah took her final breaths, the snow lay thick on the ground, over the small river in the trees beyond the run-down small shack, stood Chloe, Zander, Josh, Nicki, Robin and Lacey, at the edge of the grave they had dug. They had decided to make Hannah’s funeral small, just them. Most of the pack had been scared of the old lady, and Chloe had insisted only those who loved her should attend. Hannah had lived her life in solitude, a fear of her gift caused her to be left alone, just as she had liked it. So, the decision was made to bury her close to her home. To leave her home as it was, the way she liked it, so that she would be forever in her own small part of the forest.
As Alpha of the Silverback pack, Josh stepped forwar
