Chapter 41

Michael

The moonlight is so bright and it's shining on the clear water of the Mystic River, my heart was so heavy as I heard the cries of families who have lost their husbands and fathers. Freya is standing next to me and she was holding my hand so tightly as if she is comforting me. I can't look into the eyes of the family of fallen werewolves, I feel like it's my fault why this happened to them. I caused them this unbearable pain that they will always remember for the rest of their lives.

"Alpha Michael," Jordan pokes my knee trying to get my attention, I can't help but swallow my saliva when I look down at him, Jordan's eyes were so puffy from crying so much, his father was one of the fallen werewolves.

"Hey Jordan," I said greeting the child and I gently let go of Freya's hand so I could carry Jordan, he immediately wrapped his hand around my neck, and then he cried on my shoulder which makes me feel like the worst Alpha