Chapter 260 Other Half

• Ava
• The morning sun cast long shadows over the ruins of the Packhouse as Chris and I picked our way through the debris. The acrid smell of smoke still hung heavy in the air, making my eyes water and my throat itch. Charred wood crunched beneath our feet, and here and there, small wisps of smoke still rose from the wreckage even though the fires had been put out last night.
• If it weren’t for the other Alphas showing up when they did, however, the building would have still been smoldering now. And for that, Chris and I would forever be grateful.