Grayson’s POV
As I sit in this waiting room with so many pack members grieving and waiting on news for their loved ones, my chest squeezing painfully. So much death and c*****e, and for what? Does anyone really know? My parents and my mate are fighting for their lives just like everyone else here. How did they do it so fast after breaching the border? Did they have witches who could teleport or do we have a traitor or more among us?
The door opens from the surgery wing and I stand up as I watch a couple of doctors walk through hoping one of them had any news on my mate or parents. I am quickly disappointed to watch the doctors go to several other pack members and could clearly see the relief on their faces. I am thankful that their loved ones are going to be ok, but I really wish I knew
