Chapter 225

It took a while for Dahlia to let go of me. When she finally did, my eyes closed.

When I opened my eyes again, Xavier was there, looking at me with concern.

He told me, “I found you lying in the street, with John’s mangled body next to his vehicle. It was parked across the street, we didn’t even notice it when we arrived earlier.”

He cleaned himself up first and borrowed a suit from Joe Simmons' wardrobe. Then, he cleaned me up with a wet towel, before picking out a sky-blue mid-length dress with white cotton flowers from my closet. He dressed me carefully, making sure I was as comfortable as possible.

While I was still unconscious, Xavier dragged all the rogue bodies into the woods. He fixed the living room as best as he could and then went to the woods to make a pyre for Aunt Julie. She had been such an important part of my life, and she deserved to be honored the traditional way. She was an honorable werewolf who had died protecting her loved ones.

Once the pyre was ready, Xavier