Zeke
This is a God damn s**t show. Warriors are carrying corpses down to the river by the truck load. I was putting the last of the bodies into the truck when Beau came charging towards me.
“Zeke! We need to do a roll call!” He panted as he stood in front of me.
“Why?” I asked as I sat the body down in the back of the truck and smacked the side, indicating for the driver to head out.
“Just fuckin’ do it!” He snapped.
“PACK! SOUND OFF!” I ordered through the mind-link. One by one, the pack started saying their names. I started mentally counting them off. When the last one finished, I started assessing the dead. Seventy-five dead and… that can’t be right.
“PACK, SOUND OFF ONCE MORE!” I ordered. Once again, voices rang out through the mind-link. When I was done counting, I scrunched
