Blade’s POV
I slowly walked into the flames to see the bodies of the werewolves who worked here being burnt down.
No one was alive.
I staggered through the smoldering wreckage of what was once my home. The acrid scent of burning wood filled the air, mingling with the stench of death.
Tears streamed down my face, my heart heavy with grief as I surveyed the c*****e that lay before me.
Who did this? Who would dare attack my home?!
In the midst of the inner room laid my students all dead. Diana had swords which pinned her to the wall. She had been tortured before her death.
Whoever had done this would pay for their crimes and I would make sure of it. I swore to do that and it would be the end of the pack whoever they were.
Diana, my most beloved student, laid lifeless as I set her sl
