Chp 12 Pt. 3 The Visitor

Haley

The scene is changing before me and it’s utter chaos as wolves and witches are fighting for their lives. The ground is littered with dead bodies and the snow is no longer white but red from all the blood that has been spilt. It’s like a scene out of a war movie.

“Dark Moon attacked just as dawn approached. The white witches are not as strong when the sun rises and the dark witches took advantage of this. Even though we united the packs we were still no match for Dark Moon. The white witches were out numbered and only one survived.”

I watch as the white witches are slaughtered while Freya explains what is happening. Tears sting my eyes as the youngest white witch scrambles to escape. Many wolves are escaping, fleeing on boats out of the country. They didn’t stand a chance. I watch as Freya is crying, broken from the loss of her mate.

“Of those that died, Leif was among them. It broke me. I was angry and I aimed my anger at the moon goddess for not protecting us.”

I watch as