Chapter 40

A sense of loss and sadness washed over me. A tie, a special bond that only a pack shares, had been forcefully ripped away, leaving an empty gap. Before I even crossed the border that welcomed me back into my territory, I could hear the mournful howls. They were singing a beautiful but sad song of death and despair, a horrific harmony. Anger consumed me when I discovered who we lost, the soul in which I could not find of all those who were tied to me. It was Maybell. A young, carefree soul with a wide smile and bright personality. She was the daughter of a high ranked warrior. Her father was not one for smiles or laughs but he always seemed to be doing one of the two when she was around. She was special, just like everyone in my pack is. She held a special place in my heart and I will make sure that she will never be forgotten. Sitting back on my haunches, I began to serenade to the sun, along with the rest of my pack. I let out throaty howls, letting them come from deep from within an