A reminder of the prophecy: "A wolf made of night,
Shall rise from the blood and fire in the darkest hour.
Shall reign through all white lands as a king and knight,
Eternal will be his power."
-Kemy-
My mind swirled, I was numb. I couldn't understand anything happening around me, besides my mate in my arms. I think Iris had just challenged psycho-Alpha for his title, and ordered him to remain on his knees.
I kept hugging Henry, calling for him and Knight, hoping in my desperation that my embrace, our bond could bring him back. Summoning a little flame in my hands, I pressed it against his skin, waiting for life to embrace his body. My fire didn't burn him, but also didn't do anything to his cold and grey skin, it only faded away swiftly, consumed by cold darkness.
Enveloped in soft white light, Iris entered the barrier of my flames. She looked around confused for a moment. She probably didn't expect to see her son that grown-up.