Lily POV
Waking up in the middle of a war zone was something made of nightmares. Wolves running around everywhere tearing each other to pieces a complete bloodbath. Layla anxiously whining inside my head, at a loss I couldn’t process properly. Aria’s screaming, ripping my eyes away from the battle and in her direction. We were losing and I couldn’t see anyone I recognised from my pack. Layla growled angrily in my head.
“They’re dead” She screamed, and that’s when I realised how completely empty, I felt. The chatter of my pack had gone deadly silent. The mate bond was the worst, I could feel only a void getting bigger and bigger with each breath I took, all-consuming but I shoved it aside. Layla’s anger, pure rage simmering in my veins. She wanted blood, and I gave into the bloodlust, onl
