FAYE
I stopped just outside the room, my eyes immediately finding the body on the floor.
For a moment, I simply stood there.
The room was in complete disarray. The bed had been pushed out of place, one of the chairs had been knocked over, and there was blood everywhere. It stained the sheets, the floor, the side of the bed, and the clothes Marcus had been wearing.
His body was still there.
I had seen dead bodies before. More than I cared to remember. Death was not something unfamiliar to me, especially after everything I had experienced as a warrior. I had seen wolves die in battle. I had seen pack members brought back from the forest after failed patrols. I had stood over bodies before and forced myself to keep moving because there had always been another person who needed me to rema
