Chapter Forty Six

Alaya's POV

Henry helped me to my feet, throwing his jacket around my shoulders. He brushed my blood soaked hair from my face and guided me through the castle. 

"You can't stay here, Alaya," he said. We stepped over half eaten bodies and through puddles of blood. Death lingered all around us. Obsidian was meant to kill the Royal family and take her place as ruler of the White Wolf pack. She wasn't meant to annihilate the entire pack. Tears rolled down my face, landing on Henrys beige jacket in light pink splotches as they mixed with the blood staining my face.

"We'll go to the witch," Henry said. "Get him to take Obsidian away. We'll find another way to bring Fyre back."

I nodded, leaning against Henry. His arm wrapped around my waist, holding me upright. Waves of nausea rocked over me. My whole body shook like a leaf in a winter breeze. I closed my eyes shutting out the terror and carnage that filled W