My family

Jane

Soon enough he was called with Martha and indigo to go before the entire pack and coven to make their treaty.

“Let’s go,” he said to me but I wanted to stay with the burning bodies a bit.

“I’ll stay here a while longer.”

“Inhaling that is bad for you and the baby.”

He was right but I wanted to stay with the bodies.

“I’ll stay here for a while and then go into the hall.”

That sounded right for him before he kissed my cheek and walked with the others.

I heard cheers and applause from the people in the hall.

It must be nice having the power to do anything one wanted. But these guys burning on the pyre didn’t have that choice. They followed orders.

They were just extras in my story. They had died for reasons they didn’t even know. Just because Sinclair had been feeling powerful, he had attacked a coven that just the last time had been a wonderful civilized city.

I looked at the fallen palace, walking toward it.

The windows were shattered so I entered through it, walking on the walls