Carol’s POV
The vomiting drowned out the sounds of the gasps. Aiden was quick to shield me from everyone staring. My stomach was normally stronger than this; what the hell was wrong with me? I was too wrapped up in myself and the fact that I just threw up in front of the entire pack, I hadn’t realized that the muffles screams were no more. That had to mean the King’s Beta and Oliver’s uncle were both dead.
“The show is over,” the King announced. “We will be having a meal to celebrate the lives that weren’t taken due to my former Beta.”
Most everyone hesitated, still watching their Luna warily. But the King spoke again with a voice of authority.
“Return to the packhouse immediately!”
One by one, the audience dispersed, leaving only the King, Aiden, Oliver, Fiona, and Aiden’s parent
