Chapter 61 Ashes And Homecoming

• ‎At the Sacred Grove of the Bloodstain Pack, the forest was quiet.
• ‎Dawn had broken with soft gold light filtering through the towering trees. A solemn line of pack members stood in respectful silence, cloaked in ceremonial garb. A single pyre stood at the center, where Hemlock’s body, wrapped in crimson cloth marked with his warrior sigil, was gently laid.
• ‎Nathan stood front and center, hand clasped with Lia’s, who trembled silently beside him. Her other hand held a single flower—Hemlock’s favorite wild violet.