NOLA

I pressed my hands to my temples as the munching and sucking noises grew louder under me, the shouts of battle still echoing faintly in the distance as I let my eyelids fall closed, the weight of exhaustion settling over me.

I must have been crouched for hours, sobbing, sleeping, crying, only jerking awake when the noise of bloodthirsty werewolves killing more innocents in the open streets had me squeezing by eyes shut.

Whatever happened here now, I couldn’t go back to the stone castle, It was already too late for that.

I had to find a way to save the residents. I owed it to Lycan, to Layla,...