Darkness had engulfed the landscape, only blackness appeared for the humans. The werewolves however could see well out in the landscape, it was lush plains of grass meeting a tree line of forest beneath mountains. Not far from the pack lands were a huge pile of wood, a giant pyre with a platform in the middle. It was a wooden structure with a wrapped body laying on top. It was the pyre of their most beloved alpha. Two hole packs were standing in front of the pyre, the amount of werewolves were a lot to take in. All the way in the front stood a very pregnant Luna sobbing and leaning to John. She could hardly hold herself up as she mourned her lover. John was crying as well, he had no strength to hold it back. His pain was so great, he carried it for himself, the packs and the love of his li
