Zaira’s POV
Ninanya’s words sent images into my mind. It seemed like a foreign story, completely unrelated to me, yet, at the same time, I felt like this was my story. There was a nagging feeling in my chest.
“The war that these heirs started led to a bloody affair in history. A lot of lives were lost, the land was dyed in blood. This made the land change and take a different form. From then on, the nights in this area, during the exact time of this bloody affair, would be cold beyond imaginable. Worse during winter. There were five packs in this area, four were at war. With almost all of the heirs dead, there was only one left, a man named Philan. He took over from then and merged all of the five tribes and created a pack. He was best friends with these boys, yet, they were all dead. He
