A small crowd is swift to gather around the scene and when I struggle through the gasping wolves I encounter Elara sprawled on the snow floor in a pool of her red thick blood a sharp knife lodged deep into her left thigh. "I am sorry mama." Orion is wailing shrilly beside her his eyes swollen and red as streams of his sorrowful tears gush down his cheeks.
He is drenched in her blood too which mea
