Adaline pov
The next day was horrible. The cleaning up, the rebuilding. Half of the new pack members died, including the older lady who was rumored to have been a Luna of her last pack. As for our original pack members, we lost most of our old people, the only ones that lived were the ones who hid out in the packhouses. We lost those that weren’t fighters, the ones who were teachers, and a lot of omegas since Tate hasn’t been Alpha for long enough for them to be properly trained yet. The children were safe, I learned later on that Alarick and Kurt made sure all of the children stayed in a separate room in the cave with tv and snacks.
Tate had every pack member gathered, staring up at us on our platform, outside near the woods entrance as the mid-morning wind softly blew our hair
