Chapter 17: The Run

SELENE POV

It was dark and all I could smell was smoke… and blood. Fires burned all around me and bodies lay strewn across the ground. I fought the urge to be sick as I stared wide-eyed at the carnage. Then a shadow stalked from the smoke, not at all phased by the death and destruction that lay at their feet.

The shadowed person grew closer to me and when the smoke cleared, I saw Damion's cruel face.

I tried to run away, but I was held in place by his dark eyes. He stood right before me and lifted his hand to cup my cheek. Try as I might, I couldn't shake him off. He looked down with a cold grin on his face.

He then leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Look at what you have done."

I shivered against his breath on my neck. He lifted his arm and swept it across the horizon. That is when I saw it. A horrified moan escaped my lips at the sight.

The bodies of wolves scattered across the ground.

"No, no, no…" I muttered and tried to turn my head away. Damion grabbed me from behin