Leah POV
Gabe, Logan, Brett, and I made our way up the stairs of the Fallen Oak Pack house. It’s been a week since the war ended and it’s been chaos. But, now, finally, we were back at Fallen Oak to honor Liam’s life.
After I killed White, the war ended instantly. Like clockwork, all of the armies fighting each pack stopped and shifted back to their human forms, leaving a bunch of naked and confused shifters. Us, along with the rest of the packs were still working on sorting through all of the soldiers, confirming they were affected by dark magic, and getting them back home. There was also the matter of the kidnapped wolves. They seemed to be having a harder time coming out of the spell with quite a few of them going feral when White died. The witches were working day and night to help
