Chp 8 Pt. 3 The Pride

Davina

The minute we arrived in the pride’s territory we were all in shock. Bodies of men, women and children litter the ground. Smoke rises out of their homes as the fires had died out. Mark, Derek and the few warriors we brought begin checking everyone just to be sure we don’t ignore someone injured. Amara rushes to her pack house with me and Maliyah following.

“Mom!”

Amara is searching for her mother while Maliyah and I check to see if there are any survivors. Dead bodies are scattered throughout the house and so far there are no survivors. I was hoping we would find someone, at least a handful but so far we haven’t found even one.

“Mom, everyone is dead. There are no survivors in this house,” says Maliyah quietly.

I sigh as we see Amara head outside. We follow her and see a very beautiful garden full of native plants and flowers to Africa. T