Nero was only a young Boy when the Pack was attacked. One dark night when his mother had already put him to sleep. He heard the Bells ringing and climbed back out of his bed curious as to what is happening. His mother managed to get to him before he was spotted by anyone. Scared and frightened she grabbed hold of the little Boy with dark curly hair and hid him quickly in a Chest of blankets, putting clothes on top. “Nero, listen now darling, whatever happens, don’t come out. We have prepared you for moments like this, do you remember?” she questions him, trying to stay as calm as she possibly can. “Yes, mummy. I will stay here till my tummy grumbles and even longer after that. I remember.” He answers in his sweet voice. “You need to be brave now, and remember that we love you so, so much.” She strokes over his head as tears start to roll down her cheeks. One last kiss on his forehead then she closes the chest. She
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