Chapter 7

Nick rubbed his hand on his face, wiping away the tears that fell from his eyes as he watched the coffin with Chris’s body being dropped down.

He couldn’t dare to look at Chris’s mother, already sure of the scene he was going to see by her actions minutes ago when he had joined them at the funeral. She had screamed as the coffin was carried and the bearers moved toward the grave, throwing herself to the ground and ignoring the yells of those beside her, telling her to calm down.

She had given them all a scorning look and dashed after the coffin, threatening to topple down inside it.

Nick looked around and sighed at the mess he had made. Hope and Zachariah were nowhere to be found at the funeral despite how close they were to Chris’s parents.

Guilt zagged through him at the mess he had caused. When he invited Jared over for a beatdown show, he hadn’t anticipated the end game.

Who knew the sucker was a werewolf? He hisse