Chapter 144 Into Her Realm

• Ava
• The crackling flames began to lick hungrily at the bottom of the pyre. Smoke billowed around us, the scent of burning oak and sage thick in the air. My eyes stung, but I blinked rapidly to keep the tears at bay.
• Today, on this beautiful, sunny, warm day, our dear Degas would leave this world. In just a few short hours, his pyre would burn away his flesh and bones. According to werewolf culture, he would join the Moon Goddess in her private court in another realm, the place where all Elders were said to go.