Chapter 71

• Killian's point of view
• I didn't know when I fell asleep, but I knew this was a dream. It just had to be. Something was incredibly wrong, I was covered with blood. But it wasn't mine. Hell, I wasn't even bleeding, at least not physically. But my heart was in pain. I kept walking in the darkness as only the moon's rays followed my trail. Blood was everywhere, dead wolves and witches from my pack covering the earth along with some lifeless bodies that weren't from my pack. Some had the dragon mark of the Council army, while I recognized another mark on some of the dead bodies. It was the mark of the Dark Circle.
• I couldn't understand what was going on, why was the Dark Circle army in my pack, from the looks of it, it seemed a war broke out here. My heart hammered the more as I began searching through the bodies on the ground for someone in particular. Sheila. I released a breath when I couldn't find her among the scattered bodies on the ground. I left the pack house and began racing to the castle when my legs stopped abruptly and I felt like my life had come to an end. Sheila was laying in the middle of the castle grounds.