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FIFTY FOUR
LAUREL’s POV
I walk towards the Blue House, slowing my pace as I approach the entrance. The place looks barren and empty, guarded by only one man. There had been so many before, and all but one have gone into mourning, lighting candles outside the morgue.
The lone guard lifts his eyes to meet my face and bows slightly and I can tell that he is grieving, but most of all, he is scared.
What will happen to the pack now that our Alpha is gone?
I want to cry more than anything but I have to keep it together for him and for everyone in the pack. In a way, Nox is right, we are only as strong as the weakest link. There will be no weak link, not here, not in Morningstar. We will prevail, we must.
I nod back and enter the Blue House. Inside, it is quiet as it is cold. I draw in a deep breath and slowly exhale as I walk towards the basement door.
There is someone I need to see before th
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