Nyx's pov
Winter had always been my favorite season. I felt calmer and at peace with it every year, there was just something about snow, something about it that brings light to my dark world the way Lycus often said I brought light to his. I do not know about others but it brought me peace and tranquility.
And as I lay on the snow with my hands and legs spread out, tears dried up and my heart swelling with contentment, I couldn't find a way to hate this season for any reason. I felt happy knowing that my life would be peaceful from now on, knowing that I had slain the people after me with their blood on the snow because it was what they deserved and I had to do it to bring me peace.
The angry growls of the rabid wolves echoed as they devoured the carcass of Helena and her wolf. I could
