PRESENT DAY

~Nyla~

The moon hung low in the sky as I wiped my last drops of tears and breathed in the moist, salty air. The night went by too fast. It was an hour before dawn, with no breeze and not a sound except the crashing waves and serene brutality of the ocean.

I should feel accomplished after leading Ryder and almost the entire Night Walker Pack to their ruin. All I felt was sadness and guilt. I missed Wyatt much the same and didn't feel any less pain. He wouldn't appreciate the monster I have become, neither would he want me to spill so many tears dwelling in...