Blackfeather Woods My Dear Sister

  She tried to close her eyes, but the vision off the pup's eye gorged out flashed in her mind. And the image off Grimnir leaving the limp body haunted her. And she was the only other one who knew about it. Knew who had committed the crime. And that was the soul reason for isolating herself from the rest of the Pack, and especially Grim. It pained her to know that she had been avoiding him, but she couldn't confront him. Not now. Not after what she'd seen. And the girl couldn't see the others either. All eyes were on her after the incident. She was the first one there after all. And it had angered he to know that she was practically covering for her mate. Because I love him. I don't want to see him leave. Everything was so confusing.

 The sound of footsteps made her jump. And the familiar dark pelt of Ohen made her even more uneasy. Surely he would think that the dark star committed the crime. "What do you want Ohen?" she sighed, drained from the drama.