Amelia POV
I watch Lily and Pheobe end that pathetic f**ker quickly. I knew they were stronger than Lucas, but expected more from the warlocks. I know our pack is by no means weak, but we didn't lose one warrior, which I'm so grateful for. Pheobe and Michael come to stand next to me and Lincoln. There are thirty warlocks kneeling in front of us and Leland is standing off to the side. Pheobe steps forward, "you have come here today to the Nightfire Pack under the orders of your coven leader, who is now dead. Leland, please step forward. Before he comes to stand in front of Pheobe, he stops in front of me and Lincoln. He bares his neck, showing us respect. I smile and Lincoln nods at him. He moves coming to stand in front of Pheobe. "I, Pheobe Brin Williams, decree that from this day f
