**** Alyssa ****
Three dead.
It hurts my heart to see three wolves dead because of me. One looks young, probably my age, and the other two look older. I recognize the older two from the files I examined years ago, but I only remember a little about them as individuals. And that just makes me feel worse. All three must have families who love them; I wonder if the young man had met his mate yet?
Just then, a familiar and unexpected voice breaks my revelry. That is a voice I haven't heard in person in many years, and it takes a moment for me to fully register who it is.
"Well, I never should have trusted a rogue to do a Luna's job."
My brain was still grappling with her words, and I couldn't quite process what she meant. What the heck is she doing here?
A heavily pregnant Carin ste
