The morning light did not bring calm. Instead, it felt like a bright light on a scary scene that should have stayed in the dark.
Kieran stood over the scout's body. His hands were clenched, as if he was holding back a lot of emotions. The air was full of the smell of blood and death, making Elena feel sick with horror.
Elena was a few steps behind him, her heart racing. The sight in front of her was sickening and hard to believe. The scout's throat was cut open, and his eyes were still wide open with fear. She felt a deep sadness for the young wolf who had died so cruelly. But that wasn't the worst part.
Carved into the man’s chest, with claws or a knife, were four chilling words:
YOUR LUNA DIES NEXT
Elena covered her mouth in disbelief.
“Oh God…” The truth of what was happening cre
