RAYA'S POV.As I walked through the ruins of Lance's Pack, my heart felt heavy with satisfaction and anger of still dealing with Lance. The destruction was palpable, and it seemed to seep into every pore of my being. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and ash, and the ground beneath my feet was littered with debris.The once-beautiful buildings were now nothing but a pile of rubble and broken concrete. The walls that had once stood tall and proud were now crumbled, like a stack of cards that had been knocked down by a gust of wind. The roofs that had once protected the inhabitants of the pack were now gone, leaving only the sky above.The silence was deafening. The only sound was the gentle rustling of the leaves as the wind blew through the trees. It was as if the Pack had been frozen in time, and I was the only one left to bear witness to the destruction.I walked through the ruins, my eyes scanning the scene in front of me. The buildings that were once the center of life in

ASHER'S POV.I feel like I've been carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. The exhaustion of the past few weeks has finally caught up with me, leaving me feeling like a shadow of my former self. My mind is foggy and my thoughts are jumbled, making even the simplest tasks feel like a Herculean effort.I used to enjoy the simple things in life - a good meal, a warm shower, a book by the fire. But now, even these small pleasures have lost their appeal. My taste buds have dulled, and I can barely distinguish between flavors. The warmth of the water in the shower does little to soothe my aching muscles, and I find myself wanting to crawl back into bed instead.The world seems to be moving in slow motion, while I am stuck in quicksand. My mind is constantly racing, yet I feel like I am not making any progress. I can barely remember the last time I felt truly rested, truly at peace.I try to shake off these feelings and focus on the task at hand - the rebuilding of our Pack. But th