Chapter114: Interrogations

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV  The charred earth beneath my boots was still warm, a grim reminder of the inferno that had raged through our lands mere hours ago. I stood there, amidst the ashen remnants of what had once been a verdant forest, my heart heavy with the weight of loss. Alpha King Jason, my stalwart husband, kept his hand firmly on my shoulder, while our son Eden's youthful gaze wandered over the landscape with a mixture of shock and resolve. Elara Windrider, her own robes singed at the edges, offered quiet words of comfort to the wounded warriors scattered about us. Gamma Thorne, ever the sentinel, surveyed the horizon with an unyielding stare, as if daring any remaining Fae to challenge us again. "Look at this," Alpha Markus spat bitterly, his voice cutting through the solemn silence like a blade. "They've left us nothing but ruin." "Ruin we can rebuild from," I countered, forcing my tone to remain even despite the turmoil churning within me. "This is not the end, Markus. We must