And So It Begins

It had been a week since Ashton and Serenity’s father died. The man was a legend. He had a lot of flaws but he also did a lot of good. The number of people that came out to show their support for Ashton and his family was insane.

There were so many packs in the Werewolf Territory, and they all showed their condolences for their great leader.

It was sad. It was heartbreaking. But mostly, it was a start of a new chapter for almost everyone. Someone would have to replace the Lycan but it was agreed that that was not going to be discussed until after six months.

I have known Ashton for years but I had never seen him so broken. Almost every time that I saw him, he was either sobbing or his eyes were red, swollen, or weary. I promised him that I would be at his side and I stood by that.

It’s hard to see someone that you care about hurting. I was not close to the Lycan and at a time in my life, I actually hated him, but his death made me sad. His death made a lot of people sad.

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