Chapter 200

Damon

The ground was damp beneath my boots.

It had been raining. It was as if even the sky knew that things were changing, that things were far too cold and far too dark for this world just to be able to stay calm.

We stood in silence.

No one spoke. No one dared.

They were all in pain. Everyone was showing the pain that they felt for the loss of our beta, for the loss of a man that we all knew as a friend. A man who was always putting in a print, he was always willing to help.

The funeral was simple; Caleb would’ve wanted it that way. He was never a man for extravagance. There were no speeches, no ceremonial rituals. Just the pack gathered around his grave, each of them mourning in their own quiet way. The Warriors didn’t need eulogies. They needed jus