How to heal

Max’s POV

Staring at the spot where my father died brought my heart to a deep dark place. “Artemis right now is not the time to reminisce the past, it’s unchangeable and I’ve accepted it,” I told my wolf.

“I did not bring you here to reminisce but more to make you remember we are the strongest of strong alphas. If we can conquer our enemies we can help our queen” he replied.

“Why do you keep calling her that? She’s a mere omega whom we both know has been a slave her whole life. What could be so special about her? Is she the one?” I asked Artemis curiously.

Artemis growled in response telling me our conversation had run its course. As I sat in this forsaken spot I took in deep breaths. I felt shaken from reliving the worst memory of my life.

Sighing I took in one more breath and stood. My paws are surrounded by lush grass and small flowers. The beauty of this place truly astounded me compared to the scene I see every time I visit.

Death.

I started back to the pack house lett