Hundred and thirty- seven

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The heart monitor beside the hospital beds beeped simultaneously, both soothing and disturbing at the same time. It pained me to see them lying motionless on the beds, but at the same time, I felt a sense of relief, just knowing that they were alive. It was good enough for me.

The high-pitched electronic sound was my only hope in the dark. It was the anchor that was keeping me afloat. Without those two shrill sounds, I don’t know what I would do…

It has been a week since the war. A week since we buried Dan, Emery and the rest of the people that died in the war. Surely enough, the whole community was thrown into a frenzy. Wails and tears everywhere for their loved ones and families, all the lycans were thrown into despair and devastation. I was still numb from the whole thing. I couldn’t even process that Dan and the others were gone, it all still felt imaginary, like a sick nightmare that I was ready to wake up from. To top it all off, Jake and Jared are in a coma