Chapter 21
Elouise’s POV
The moon sat above us all at its highest peak, its light casting a greyish glow on everyone’s faces. Shadows casted by our red trunk trees retreat back into the forest as if afraid to take the light away from Scott’s body.
He was set atop an altar in the middle of a clearing, where the moon would shine its first rays, cloaked in red. It was a tradition for all wolves to have their human bodies covered in a red cloak so that when the shredding took place, the mess would be contained. It’s also supposed to help loved ones be able to complete the ritual by hiding his face.
It doesn’t help one bit.
We all circled the altar in our true forms at least three metres away. Everyone in the pack arrived as their wolf, even myself.
Despite the occasion, it was a reli
