I had been left in a tiny hovel of a prison cage. Ivy had been too broken by our loss to keep her form. She had just given up. I almost felt like I was all alone now. My knees were against my chest as I just stared at the wall. Sleep would be good but I would be wasting the last hours I had left in this world. There would be no trial, no time for me to announce just what Obsidian had done to Lapis, just a ceremony of me being led out into the middle of the pack, and then killed.
I had to wonder how they were going to do it. Would they try to cut my head off? Would the entire pack be involved each stabbing or biting me? Would my limbs be tied to the strongest and they’d rip me apart? I didn’t know. All I could do was hate myself and hate the stupid prophecy. If it had never existed my bro
