19
Laila
Cedric’s despair has taken him down a dark path. In his mind, all I can see is red and feel nothing but revenge. Visions of his parents flash through every now and again, but they've been taken over with images of Seraphina’s lifeless body, covered in blood. I’d give anything to take those images away from him.
As I stare at him out the window, he appears to be holding it together while talking to Ryker and the other wolves in the pack. I haven’t told anyone how broken he actually is.
Amelie and Faith come up behind me, and I can see their reflections in the glass. “Why is it always something?” Amelie whispers. “We always talk about how horrible humans are to each other but look at us. Our kind is the same way.” She rubs a hand over my shoulders.
Faith huffs. “One good thing
