Chapter Sixty-Two - Mason

Jessica slept for seven straight hours. The burns on her back from the silver had vanished, but her wolf had pushed herself to the limit for the first time. She'd fought numerous lycans, and been dragged through Hell for her blood. It would take some rest, but she would be ok. I only left her to join the pack downstairs when everyone returned. Surprisingly, I walked into a silent room. Everyone looked beat to Hell. Jamie had been strong, and tough for her age against grown wolves. The sad part was that she seemed torn as if her lycan and human couldn’t separate themselves from one another. The link was too strong and she couldn't fight the things the lycans wanted from her. It was sad to kill her because of it. But reasoning with her didn’t work. Even when we tried to hit her with the elixir…she tore through us like a bull in a china shop. It was a devastating moment to take a life. I thoroughly felt it was God's job to do it, but we had to protect our town. If killing was the only