Emma's POV.
Today is Sam's funeral. He was the wolf who died fighting Manfrid and his soldiers.
Eventhough I didn't really know him, I felt sad about the pack losing him, and I felt sad for his wife and children.
His death was such a waste, and it could have been prevented. Actually, it should have been prevented.
That fight should never have happened. Sam shouldn't have been in that situation. None of the wolves should have been. Joseph should not have sent any of them there.
I walked over to the window, and drew the curtains back, trying to calm the rage inside me. Thinking about everything that has happened up until now made me so angry that my hands were shaking.
Today was the perfect day for a funeral. The weather was absolutely miserable. The sky was blanketed with heavy, grey
