Chapter 8

Third person's pov "Maybe it's a prank. Maybe she's still waiting for me at home," Damien consoled himself as he hurried home. On getting home, he was met with silence. The house was too quiet, and that's when it dawned on him that Lia's truly gone. Damien stepped inside, the front door clicking shut behind him. The pack warriors who carried Lia’s coffin had already left, but the ghost of their footsteps lingered in the air. He made his way upstairs. Lia’s room—no, their room—was...