Aaron's POV
We got closer and closer to where Mathew had attacked, but I couldn't hear any noise that sounded like fighting. I hoped that meant we had won, and they had retreated. We came out of the trees and saw the devastation before us. The ground was scattered here and there with bodies, blood spattered here and there. Shredded clothes from where people had shifted we mixed in. It seemed like most of the dead were Mathew's warriors. I couldn't spot any of our own at the moment.
"Alpha, Luna!" I saw Justin coming towards us, nursing what appeared to be a broken arm. "Thank Goddess you're both okay! Where's Mathew?"
"He's gone," Sierra responded.
"You killed him?" He questioned.
"No, some witch named Natasha came and took him. Apparently, they made a deal that she would help him
