I watched with red eyes as Mira's casket was slowly laid into the ground. Even the weather understood that it was a sad day, and everyone was in mourning. It was raining heavily, but no one dared to hold an umbrella. We all stood under the bleeding sky, in soaking wet clothes. Mira's mother had rolled in the wet mud, with her clothes on. It had taken a few of the pack members to stop her from jumping into the casket, in a bid to join her daughter in death.
We had brought back Mira's body to the pack house after we found her. Her parents were devastated when they heard the news. Her older sister who was pregnant had fainted and she hasn't woken up since yesterday.
When a pack member dies, the whole pack feels the loss. At first glance, Dominique seemed to be fine. His expression was stoi
