**Three Months Later**

~Aria’s POV~

I stood behind the window in Damon's office—his favourite spot—and stared outside blankly.

The mansion was quiet and lonely. The cloud was gloomy—it had been like this for the past three months. Ever since the day of Bertha and Emily's death.

Everything had changed. It was as though the pack suddenly fell silent.

Dark clouds drew over the mansion like a blanket. Quiet. Gloomy. Like a brooding, unspoken yet deep silence. The most painful of all, Damon became very quiet. Very secluded.

He only spoke to give orders which was slowly becoming rare as Logan and Xander were taking care of everything. In a day,...