Kinsley's P.O.V
I had no way of telling how long I had been out for, or where I even was. All I could register was the ache in my heart. The last thing I could recall was my brother being killed in front of me. Along with that, my soul felt empty and lost. I was missing something, and I needed to find it.
My paws grazed the leaves under me, each step I took, seemed more powerful with every stride. I continued to walk, eventually, I was running through the Forrest as my surroundings became familiar. I recognized the scent of the West Cove pack.
I came to a halt as my eyes surveyed the destruction before me. The earth was drenched in blood where burn marks hadn't been. Shifting back, I began to walk forward into the destruction. Bodies and shifted wolves lie unmoving as I passed. Tears be
