Chapter 39 - Brandon

The funeral pyres were large that night, fed on the bodies of the dead from both sides.  They light up the night sky, the smoke drifting toward the moon as the fallen wolves joined the Moon Goddess in her march across the night sky.  By morning, they would be in Selene’s realm and she would judge their souls.

The largest pyre belonged to Former-Alpha Jared.  The entire pack had gathered around the pyres, except for those caring for the injured.  We sang the sacred songs, Lucille and Declan said the sacred prayers to send the wolves to their final resting place.

Charlie and I stand beside Zak and Clara in front of the pyre.  Zak holds the large burning stick that will light his father’s pyre, his face blank.  Clara looks just as grief-stricken as when we found her in the bunker.  She hadn’t had to be told about her mate’s dea