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Price of War

Dawn's POV

My ears are ringing painfully in my head, my whole world is hazy, my vision blurs. Long blades of red grass playfully brush against my wounds making me whimper out in pain. I might have defeated the Alpha but I definitely didn't come out of it unscathed. Battle wounds litter a majority of my skin, masquerading as medals of honour, telling the world what I've done for this pack. A pack that's not even my own.

Lying there for a while I build up the energy to stand up off the ground, looking off into the distance at the pack house that appears to be in ruins. Smoke rises from various parts of the building, splotches of red litters the grass and it's not paint. Mainly bodies of the enemy lay down at awkward angles in the grass and strung across the roots of old oak trees. Luckily, it appears my pack hasn't suffered many loses, but Nathan's pack on the other hand...