CHAPTER 87

ANNA KYLIN CHESTER

THE MOON ROSE quickly. It was not a full moon, but that didn't matter as every pack member trooped out of their homes when it was time.

I stood at the window, watching them make their way to the cemetery. I was not an integrated member of the pack, so I decided to join them later. I waited for a few more minutes until the streets were empty before I walked slowly to the cemetery. When I got there, Rick and Draco were burying the long roots of the twilight ivy.

Burying our dead with twilight ivy was a long old tradition that we practiced. It was believed that the plant would guide the lost souls to the moon goddess where they would find rest. Most other packs had a different variation of the belief, while some didn't do it at all. It often made me wonder if it was real.

I leaned against a tree as the men proceeded to cover the soil with their hands. When the last one was done, Rick got to his hands and knees and shifted, ripping his clothes. His wolf looked to be