66. The young boy

THIRD PERSON POV

Stream of blood was everywhere. Dead people. There was nobody alive. As Rachel walked on the little path that barely had anybody there, she couldn’t help but feel her heartbeat shatter more than enough.

“What’s happening?” She asked t as she stared at the lifeless body of those who are also her own and not also from her pack.

“What happened? Who did this and why is this happening?” She muttered, still walking, hoping to see at least one person alive.

Tears streamed down her cheek as the death of so many doesn’t seem to stop. Her heart kept breaking, clenching and her knees felt weak.

“Nothing can save them! Nothing will save them unless they decide to be one again because they are coming.”

She looked around to see who it was that was talking but she saw no one. It was like the voice was everywhere. The voice kept repeating and she looked around, trying to find the owner of the voice so they could explain to her what they meant and who they meant is coming.

“Where are