Chapter 97

author pov Lorna stood with singed wings and stared at the destruction of the packhouse in front of her. The acting Alphas barely had enough time to get the young, old, and disabled, out and to safety. Once the building caught fire, it burned quickly. Thankfully the two men had thought it best to not put those individuals in safe rooms and kept them together on the first floor of the packhouse. It made it easy to move everyone quickly and they lost no one to the fire. As for those still fighting, so many lay on the ground injured and dead. At least they looked dead, Lorna had never had to fight in a war and did not know what death looked like. She saw Chip running toward her carrying what looked like a wet sheet, as he got close enough he threw the sheet around her. "Your wings!" He sputtered at her. She looked at what she could see of them and noticed the smoke curling in the air from the bottom area of her wings and the small burn on her leg. She smiled and nodded her thanks as she t