Malakar's POV.
Secrets, truths, revelations, guilt, and this war - we are all broken.
But maybe the pieces that we have left still fit together well enough to make us whole again - not just as a pack, but as a family as well.
This war - Malachai, his anger and his resentment, has taken more from us than we were willing to give. Cost us more than we had to pay.
But now it's over. And he is gone...
Somehow the silence feels louder than the war ever did. Looking at what's left: burned-out trees. Scars in the earth. Empty dens.
I feel overwhelmed by how much has been lost - and even more so by how much is expected of me now.
I never expected to lead my pack through war - not one of this magnitude anyway. Now, I have to learn what it means to lead them in peace again. And that feels lik
