Alex's POV

The flashback continues.

I was as cold as shit and didn't even bat an eyebrow. I was in the fire but wasn't affected by it because it's something I'm used to.

I pulled out my silver sword, which was dripping blood from the chest of a gamma of the all-brown pack, and his body fell to the floor. Then I caught sight of a kid passing through a secret door to escape. The fire was already heating up. Things were burning down and exploding. Everywhere was noisy to the extent that you wouldn't be able to hear what someone beside you was yelling, despite being werewolves.

As usual,...