“So, what was your goal?”
Ayar remained silent although what remained of her body was her head and skeletal frame. She felt extreme pain and wished for death but nothing would make her tell them of their grand plans. Yasmine was frustrated already.
They had been fighting for the past four months, defending against intruders coming in like a never-ending wave and there was no end in sight. The dead refused to stay dead and almost all the wolves were exhausted. Worse, none of her siblings had been able to come to the war front and Phoebe was still in a coma. And Joseph, there was more than there had to be said.
“She still hasn’t talked? You should give up” she hears a voice from behind. It’s one that absolutely gets on her nerves anytime she hears it.
“What are you doing here, Terry?”
