Chapter 70 Lexi's Downfall

• "Thirty-seven," Dr. Bellamy announced quietly as he emerged from beneath one of the makeshift tents that had been erected for the wounded. His usually pristine appearance was disheveled, his hands stained with the evidence of his desperate work to save lives. "Thirty-seven pack members lost today."
• Each death represented a family torn apart, children who would grow up without parents, and mates who would never feel complete again. The weight of leadership pressed down on her shoulders with crushing intensity.
• "Every single one of them died protecting this pack," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible above the quiet weeping that echoed from various corners of the courtyard. "They died because I couldn't find another way."