Chapter 39: The final goodbye

Amara knew she was heading into the devil’s den. There could be Lycans feasting on she-wolves or the warriors enjoying the claimed victory they got sacrificing her kind in front of these beasts. With a silent walk, she reached the stairs, sensing the smell of blood and shredded bodies. She cupped her mouth, knowing these bodies and blood would make her dizzy, and she might get someone’s attention.

She ducked when she saw two men piling up the warrior’s body next to the fire.

“They fought?” She whispered, thinking she could not blame them for these horrible moments, but as the words gave Sheila, they were not supposed to be dead.

What was happening inside those walls would give her a clear vision, but she was not bothered with all of this right now. She came to grab an essential thing here, and she will get it.

She lingered against the wall and followed the perimeter to hop inside from the window. But the sight in front of her eyes shook her core.

Their Alpha was kneeling in front