Daciano
When that suicide bomber detonated the bomb that blew a hole in my pack’s wall, maiming and killing several pack members, he also blew my life out of the peace, order, and proportion that it had become accustomed to since I became Alpha of the Silver Crest Pack.
It’s left me with having to do so much as a result — rebuilding the wall, finding the culprit, visiting the injured, burying the dead, and assuring all those who are still unharmed that measures are being put in place by myself and the council for their safety. Bearing all of this in mind, I was still burdened with trying to make sense of the only clue I had from Miranda.
Without meaning to, I’ve become out of touch with everyone, including Rhea, but with nothing of the sort ever happening before now, I can’t help the
