“Are you hurt?” Nate asks as we try to find our way to the temple, hoping to find others. Calliope. She will know what to do. She will know how to deal with all this grief. I wouldn’t say that our village is destroyed, but there are a lot of houses on fire. I can still hear screams of agony in the distance. And each one breaks my heart a little more.
“Mika?” he says my name with a little more force to snap me out of my dark thoughts. My dress is bloody, mostly with the blood of my friends and those evil creatures.
I bury my nose into River's black hair and inhale deeply. His scent always calmed me down, but right now, I’m just so heartbroken. Cillian and Willa. Dead. And for what? For the pettiness of a single witch with daddy issues?
“Logan?” I turn to the brown wolf by my side,
