Zena
Today was Sophia's funeral. Mike had called Cayden last night to let him know that it would be happening today, at two o'clock.
Though I had tried my hardest to talk Cayden into going he had decided that it would be far to dangerous for us to leave pack territory.
I had been upset that he wouldn't allow us to go but I quickly realized that what he was saying was true.
Everyday the threat of Manuel attacking at any moment was causing stress to skyrocket in the pack. We were all worried and I knew that we had good reason to be.
Though we had been training vigorously I was still worried that we wouldn't be prepared for the attack.
Though I had wanted to Cayden told me that I wasn't allowed to participate in the fight. I was angry that he thought that I couldn't defend myself proper
