VIOLETS POV
I bit my lip as nobody said a word to Jaspers end. The tension in the air was high and thick, I could feel it. Ashwell and King, standing to the left of us, were tensed, ready for any opposition.
And then...
I jumped as a deafening uproar took over the crowd. People clapped and cheered. Grown men had tears running down their faces, and women were clutching their children tightly. A sudden harsh feeling of pity took over me. These people had held no love for their former leaders, people who were supposed to be their role models and care takers. They were actually celebrating their demise. I wondered if Warrick knew, or cared, how little love his pack had had for him.
"The Goddess has not abandoned us after all!" A woman cried in the front.
"The Devil is dead!"
"Can they le
