HELENA
I didn’t know how to feel about the whole situation that had unleashed, just the day before. It felt as if everything had happened so fast. I hadn’t expected to feel so… broken after we had defeated Annabelle. In every scenario that I pictured in my mind, us winning, I never once stopped to consider the possibility of one of my friends dying, especially not someone as powerful as Morgana.
Morgana. I had known her since I was an infant. She came to visit sometimes, and my parents always left me with her because I was adamant about spending time with the witch. Her powers had always amazed me. I chuckled as I recalled a memory that had been crossing my mind since I saw Morgana disappear to wherever it was gods and goddesses spent their time.
I was running across the pack’s backyard
