Percival
The setup was simple but meaningful—a large canopy stretched across the burial grounds, and wolves came in waves, dressed in black, walking beside mates or close friends. Some held hands. Some wiped tears. Some just stared ahead, hollow-eyed but standing tall.
At least no alphas were lost. No seconds or betas. But the loss still burned.
Ashes would be scattered today. And memories would be carried.
Edeline leaned in and whispered, “There’s my brother.”
But she didn’t let go of my hand.
I saw Nixx heading toward us with Tatiana beside him, their steps in
