Tara-
Picking up the pieces of my shattered soul, I made my way into the shower. Scrubbing vigorously and washing his putrid scent off of my body. I sobbed as I fell to my knees. I couldn’t stand any longer. I slumped to my side, hugging my knees and letting the water cleanse me.
‘We have to tell father,’ Scar whimpered.
‘And what will he do? Wage war against Crimson? You heard father, this is beyond us. It’s for the good of the pack,’ I replied, not really in the mood to talk.
‘So that’s it? We are just supposed to roll over and take it?’ She hissed.
‘That’s all we can do, Scar. What’s one life compared to hundreds? Are you willing to live with yourself, knowing you are the reason they are dead,’ I replied.
She growled, huffing and pacing until she settled down in my mind and began
