Chapter 323: Back at the Palace

Eden’s POV

The palace was at capacity. Or at least, it sure felt like it. We walked through the rose gardens, once quiet and peaceful, and gawked at all the make-shift living quarters.

“Are these all refugees?” I whispered to Astrid as we passed.

People stopped dead in their tracks as we passed. They stood and bowed their heads as we passed.

I recognized some of the insignia on some clothing. Others, I didn’t recognize at all. There were mothers, fathers, the elderly, and children, all sprawled out in the garden. Some had hard eyes, some had sad smiles, and some had completely vacant expressions.

“I believe so,” Astrid said. “It looks like these people come from a lot of different packs.”

I glanced at the insignia of a thorn resting on a petal. “Thistlethorn,” I said out loud. “But why would Thistlethorn pack be here? They’re a peaceful pack.”

Astrid shook her head.

“I don’t think Alpha Sylar cares.” Astrid’s voice was low. She was upset by this sight, as was I. We knew that Alpha Syk