(Kellan)
Pain.
It’s all I feel. I had a bad feeling from the beginning, but I never thought things were going to end up like this. It’s been a week since the war. The majority of the dark witches were killed along with Rick, Samantha and some of the rogues because some escaped. We had forty-five injured and nine dead, ten counting our mate Rose. I kept praying and wishing this were all just a dream… a horrible nightmare, but it was all real. Yamilet cooed in my arms which made me look down at her. Her little hands move around before one of them landed on my chin.
“Now let’s have a moment of silence for our loved ones” dad said. I looked at my brother as he stared at Rose’s body. She was dressed in a white lace dress and her hair was curled to perfection. A warrior stood by each member
