Ten hours had come and gone since Kane’s disposal; Abigail and Rorick kept his coffin under lock and key at the BloodHaven mansion, meanwhile. Everyone was doing one of two things-healing…or grieving.
It should have been a breath of fresh air to be done with what seemed like such a long-standing war. It was unfortunate that there was just so much loss that it was hard to appreciate the end of things. Kazmiyah was one of the few who was caught between grief and the healing stages.
She stood there, leaning against the panel of the hospital room, the memory of seeing Falcon’s horribly gored body imprinted in her mind.
Kazmiyah had never been so glad to have her parents arrive when they did. Especially, her mother, who immediately went to work on getting Falcon back while her father and s
