Morgan
My family stood together along the side of the pyre built of mountain ash, the wood typically used for these ceremonies. Will and Beth had taken over from my mother to remain by Ren's side as we dealt with the unpleasant task ahead of us.
The pack members had gathered around their respective pyre for their loved ones, but our family's presence amongst the main masses was missing. My mom and dad, my twin brothers, Taylor and Hunter, Lisa and my Grandma had gathered separately, just away from the others. Michael may have saved my life, but his actions had led to all of this. The pyres being lit this morning were all the result. So, as a sign of respect to other families, we held our ceremony to ourselves.
My grandma stood by my mother's side clutching onto the stone marker the wicc
