IRIS
I wanted to leave after I saw Ronan getting carried away but I had to stay in Silverfang a bit longer. It was not because I wanted to. Every inch of the pack made my skin crawl but someone had to manage the aftermath. Someone had to decide what happened to the omegas, the children and the warriors who had surrendered.
Kerian was dead and so was his beta. Most of the inner circle had been killed in the fighting or had fled into the forest, and I did not have the energy to hunt them. They would spend the rest of their lives looking over their shoulders. I stood in the center of the compound on the morning after the battle and faced what little was left of the Silverfang pack.
"The pack is disbanded," I said, my voice ringing in the very quiet courtyard. " This is effective immediate
