I lowered myself back down to the ground and sat in silence while I wondered who that another blond wolf was. I knew one was dead. Whether or not that was Chase, I didn't know, but from the looks of it, Chase's families wolves were always blond. Maybe it was his father, mourning the loss of his son or brother? Either way, I felt sorry for the wolf, and myself.
I sobbed into my hands, not knowing if I had just lost another man that I loved. I wanted to know for sure, but I was too chicken to go back and find out.
"Brie?"
I lifted my head and saw Dawson. He rushed towards me when he saw that I was crying, knelt down, and pulled me into his embrace, where I sobbed into his chest.
"Why are you crying?" he questioned.
"Chase? Is he?"
"Chase is fine. He killed the Alpha."
I sat back and
