Epilogue

Aderyn's POV

The moon shone brightly and the howl of the wolves echoed my ears, as I looked in front of me sadly witnessing the funeral process of the dead wolves. It turned out, the dagger couldn't bring the lives of the wolves who passed away early. Only the wolves who died nearly the time when I got the dagger back were saved. I looked at the side to find, Cole and Jenny standing looking sadly at the deceased wolf's bodies. Blake and Bella were comforting the dead wolf's mates and the wolf who lost their friends howled showing respect and feeling sorrowful for the loss.

Dylan encircled his arms around my waist and pulled me close. A tear escaped my eyes, as I looked at mates of the deceased wolves crying their eyes out. Some of the packs lost their alphas and it was heartbreaking to see the sadness in the whole pack's eyes. Somewhere deep down, I felt guilty.

"I can't help but think that this all happened because of me," I told Dylan and felt his arms tightening around me.