Owen
"Hang on Zack, we are almost there." I said, holding pressure on his wound as the ambulance raced to the nearest hospital.
His eyes fluttered in response. Better than nothing.
Noah was in the other ambulance, riding with Gwen who, by some miracle, was still breathing. Noah and a few others had to dig her out of the pile of headstones she was buried in, but the witch was still alive.
I couldn't say the same for our father, or for Margot.
Their bodies were being handled by another team that had gathered. I don't know about my siblings, but when our father passed, I felt a surge of power grow within me. We are alpha's of the pack now. But I didn't let myself think about it, not when I was trying to help my brother.
"He'll need more blood as soon as we arrive." One of the param
