Lily POV

Waking up in the middle of a war zone was something made of nightmares. Wolves running around everywhere tearing each other to pieces, a complete bloodbath. Layla anxiously whining inside my head, at a loss I couldn’t process properly. Aria’s screaming, ripping my eyes away from the battle and in her direction. We were losing and I couldn’t see anyone I recognised from my pack. Layla growled angrily in my head.

“They’re dead!” She screamed, and that’s when I realised how completely empty I felt. The chatter of my pack had gone deadly silent. The mate bond was the worst, I could feel only a void getting bigger...