"We cannot go back to your friend because it's too dangerous for us. I'm so sorry..." One of the pack members told me in a voice full of despair.
He looks apologetic while looking at me.
"N-No..." I whispered, my hand covering my mouth to stifle my sobs.
"Please, no.... don't tell me Hazel's dead!"
"We are sorry for your loss, buddy..." the man with brown hair continued. We arrived in a pack called Starlight Sentinels Pack, a pack where the wolves who saved me belong.
The man with brown hair introduced himself as Killian, one of the omegas of the pack, and apologized to me again and again.
"Are you alright?" he asked curiously. I pushed his hands away when he tried to touch me and ran away from them.
"Hey!" one of them shouted, but I didn't stop.
"Let her dwell with her grief. She
