Octavia Pov

 

I teleport Kane and me to the middle of the field, where people are still fighting and killing themselves. I sent a massive breeze to the crowd, and everyone flew in different directions. The rogues, witches, and pack turned to where the breeze was coming from, and when the rogues saw me, they acted on instinct, attacking me.

 

"Stop!" I yelled, command flowing through my voice. They stopped in their tracks, and the once angry crowd, full of angry growls, painful grunts, and yells, is now quiet. I looked towards the back of the crowd, and I could see the pack joining in. There were dead bodies everywhere-mutilated...