Damon couldn’t hold back himself, he leaned in and took my lips, kissing me like he couldn’t get enough of me. We stood in the battleground, with hundreds of wolves laying dead in a pool of blood around us, kissing like we were the only two people left on earth.
When we finally pulled away, the reality of what had just happened started to sink in. We were surrounded by death and destruction. The price of our victory was high.
"We need to tend to the wounded," Damon said, his expression turning serious again. "And we need to honor the dead."
I nodded, my heart heavy with the loss. So many lives had been lost. So many families had been torn apart. All because of my father's ambition.
As Damon and Roland started to organize the aftermath of the war, a small, but very determined, figure pu
