As I pulled open the door, Cory appeared. He had a sheepish look on his face. I raised my brow at him. "He's not talking..." He mumbled.
I wrapped my arm around his neck and pulled him into me. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here," I whispered. The guilt of being away when the pack needed me the most is eating away at me.
"There was nothing anyone could have done," He whimpered, "I saw them do it... We were so close," he cried as his body shook.
I pulled him out of the doorway so the rogue couldn't get the satisfaction of hearing this. I wrapped my arms fully around him and let him cry on my shoulder. "We all heard the howl... We instantly knew who it was," he choked, "we knew what the howl meant... It was a howl of a broken wolf," he sobbed.
"Cory, go home. I'll handle it here," I muttered. H
