Ryder
They buried Livia and sent up a prayer to the moon goddess, to please allow her to be reborn into a new life that was nice, kind and peaceful. To not be deemed mate-less once more, to give her a Mate, and not just any Mate; one that would and cherish her, protect her from all the evils, of this cruel world of wolves, that they lived in.
She sat with all of them in their tent as the other dead wolves were being collected out there on the battlefield and taken away to be buried, by the other soldiers, overseen by two of Harkem’s generals. She could hear one of them dishing out orders and yelling at them to get their asses moving. She tuned her hearing into it on purpose to keep track of what was going on out there.
Ryder turned and looked at the mate-less that were left here in this
