Funeral arrangment...

Lyla

"Hey!" Nathan pressed me closer to him. "Are you alright? Can I get you anything?" he murmured.

"No!" I shook my head slowly "H-How did he die? Was he sick?"

There was a small pause from Nathan's end before he replied. "He wasn't. They were on their way back from the Annual Moon Goddess Worship Ceremony when they were attacked. The Ferals killed a hundred warriors and six elders that travelled with them. They injured Elder Eldric…"

"Ramsey's grandfather?" 

"Yes!" Nathan nodded. "With your father dead, I think he's the only survivor left and maybe a few other Alphas. They all ran away when they attack started. They said your father fought bravely and took wounds for the Elder Eldric…"

"Won't be surprise," a fond smile played on my lips. "Dad has a deep sense of responsibility and loyalty. How is my mother and my sister?"