CHAPTER Thirty Eight

Reminisce

Rayne's POV

If only I had known there was no preparing for what I��m going into��

Blood, fire, smoke, and cries of both the young and the old. Different parts of flesh lie lazily on the ground. Even from a distance, we could hear the screams and howls. As we got closer, it became apparent that the white claw wolves were retreating. I ran through my human form, concentrating on where I was going rather than what was going up ahead. Ruby, my best friend too, was doing the same. Her look of confusion mirrored mine.

When I finally burst through our packhouse, the smell of dried and fresh blood and rotten corpses flooded into my nose.

I froze on my spot when I took in the gory scene before me. Bodies littered the and blood stained the tiled floor. Young and old alike lay tore open and flung around, some even in clusters. I ran my hand through my hair, while my stomach churn at the horrid sight. Where are my parents?