Elsa
As we pulled up to the Wind Pack's territory, my heart sank at the sight before me. It looked like a war zone—houses reduced to charred shells, smoke still curling up from the wreckage, and so many displaced people wandering, lost, amidst the destruction. The air was thick with the scent of ashes and despair, and I couldn’t help but feel the weight of it all pressing down on me.
"Did Adam do this?" I asked, turning to Lucas, dread curling in my stomach.
He shook his head, his expression hardening. "No," he said, his voice edged with frustration. "Drugs did this. The idiots have been experimenting too much, and it got out of hand, I guess," he explained, the anger in his voice barely contained.
I stood there, staring at the devastation, and for the first time in a long while, som
