23

Three hours later, we were honoring the five fallen in the graveyard a mile away from the pack neighborhood. The witches had spelled the perimeter and healed Jack while Theo, Miles, Lucas, Samuel, and I, along with the families of the dead, had dug the graves. The former advisors had offered to help, but I’d sent them to check on everyone, hoping our assistance would help eliminate the distrust between this pack and the rest of the advisors.

Stella had driven Stevie here, and once they arrived, it was time to bury the dead.

Tears fell down Pearl’s cheeks while Mom completely broke down, and Stevie clung to Jack. I was damn thankful that Stevie had found her mate, even if they hadn’t completed their bond.

When Zeke had tried to lead the memorial, Theo had shut him down. I’d thought I might have to intervene, but when Zeke saw me step toward him, he backed off. I assumed he didn’t want everyone to see me alpha-will him.

I stayed strong until it came time to cover the dead, and then some