Ashur sighed as he set down the phone. Even with Derek’s confirmation, he still struggled to believe it. Erin was alive and the rest of her pack was gone. He wasn’t sure if it constituted good news or bad. How would he break it to the rest of the Kweo Nation packs? Many still prayed the Gray Mountain pack would still be found.
“Honey?” Orla asked as she stepped into the office. “Something wrong?”
He motioned for her to approach and pulled her into his lap. Ashur sighed, breathing in her scent and willing peace. Orla ran her fingers through his hair with a worried frown.
“Bad news, then?”
“A bit of both,” Ashur muttered. “Derek just called. It really is Erin.”
“What?! He’s sure? What about…”
Ashur shook his head, “She confirmed the rest of the pack was wiped out. They are all gone.”
