Chloe's POV
I was livid with fear and was a living, breathing being of hallucination. Just the other night, I had a nightmare that one of the rogues somehow got into my room and choked me in my sleep.
I woke up sweating all over and unable to go back to bed.
Today wasn't different. The sun was scalding and the mood in the pack was grim like death had already paid us all a visit.
“When do you think this war will end? I have dug my own grave and that of others…” I admitted that indeed my spontaneous decision had repercussions.
Leah had returned the next day, she didn't even spend seventy-two hours outside the pack.
I had given her the option to leave while she could before things got out of hand, but she returned.
“My father once told me that war is a good thing. It is a way to test y
