You would think that Rider and I would spend the last few hours before the battle together, but unfortunately, we did not have that luxury. We were leaders. We couldn't focus on ourselves, or our only selfish desires, because we were responsible for the lives of those who put their faith in us. Instead, it wasn't until we were waiting on the battlefield, a deadly silence ringing through the field.
It was now late October. The wind was chilly as it blew past us. Hundreds of werewolves, hundreds of Gifted, we stood awaiting the enemy we knew would come at any moment. I could feel my heartbeat in my finger tips, and a soft numbness had set in my mind.I felt oddly focused, and I no longer felt that anxiety I had before. I searched the field, looking for a moment before my eyes settled on my
