Chapter 52: Base Crumble

Magda I ran straight into the room where Damien had put Sky. The sight of him nearly broke my heart to pieces. Sky lay on an operating table, battered and barely stitched together. I placed my hand on his moving chest. “We tried everything we could,” Damien said. “All he is now is left to the moon goddess.” I shook my head and knelt beside him, trying to cry silently but failing miserably. I must have sat there for what felt like an eternity until Lazarus and the others came to carry me away. I was in a daze for the next few days, staring at my walls and waiting for every news that came from Damien and Karl. “Mom, please eat. The pack needs some kind of reassurance right now,” Karl said to me at some point. “I was obliged to tell you this. You are his adoptive mother and you can make some decisions, but Elder Dane has taken over the pack’s structure for now. I believe it’s for the best, madam,” Damien told me another time. On what must have been the fourth day, I stood up a