The Luna's Journey

Epilogue

It had been five days since our pack had been attacked. In those five days, I often caught myself going to talk to Aunt Lou or Uncle Alf, or wanting to visit Scarlet or Lily. Each time I couldn't stop the tears when I realized that I couldn't and they were gone. They had died fighting though, Lily and Scarlet had been protecting a group of children that were being taken to a safe location, they had gotten attacked along the way. They had been able to kill most of the attackers before reinforcements arrived, but by then they had been so hurt and wounded that they hadn't made it.

Sam had sent ten of his soldiers to attack Uncle Alf and Aunt Lou's house, they had put up a good fight but in the end it had been too many rogues against the two of them and our own warriors couldn't arrive in time to help them fight. I wanted to take comfort in knowing that our warriors had killed all of the rogues that killed them, but I didn't know who of Sam's army were willing participants and who was being forced against their will.

Over the past few days we have had funerals for all that we had lost. So many new graves had been dug and filled that it was more fresh dirt than grass when you looked out over it. We had lost many and it would take time for us to bounce back from the attack but I knew that we would, we had too. We still needed to take Sam and his pack down, how though was still a mystery. Henry and I had discussed a few ideas but we hadn't really been able to sit down and talk anything through in depth with everything that had been going on but I had a good feeling about some of the ideasthings we had come up with.

Henry still isn't marked yet, I had been able to convince Henry to wait a little while longer before I marked him, using the excuse that there was a lot going on and he would need time while he went through his first shift. All of that was true but I was also wanted our first time to be in our house, which he didn't know about yet.

There was an old cottage that sat back in the woods behind Uncle Alf and Aunt Lou's house, it used to be Oma's house but then when she grew older she moved in with them. Oma had actually approached me and offered Henry and I the cottage as a first home, I accepted and asked her not to say anything to Henry about it, which she was not a fan of considering Henry was her favorite person in the world but after I told her I wanted to surprise him she agreed not to say anything. I would sneak away to the cottage whenever I could to clean and make it ours, it still needed some work but it was ready for us to move in.

I planned on taking him there tonight after our final funeral, we had planned Uncle Alf, Aunt Lou, and David's burials to be last, they would have wanted it that way. Everyone that remained in our pack was here, even Troy's parents had come. Annie sat in front of her family's graves in a wheelchair with Troy on one side and her Oma on the other. We had been worried about Annie not being able to attend the funeral since she could give birth any day now but she was insisted on being there which none of us could blame her for. I noticed both of my parents were standing right behind her, for both comfort and in case she needed doctors.

Oma had surprised me when she asked to give the eulogy, but I was thankful. I had already spoken at so many funerals over the past few days I was ready to sit and grieve. As the final members of the pack gathered around the graves, Oma stood from her chair and faced the crowd.

"A mother should never have to bury her child, it's not how things are supposed to go. However, not every mother gets to bury her child with more pride in her heart than sorrow. Alpha and Luna Rogers were both my children and they died fighting for their people, they died an honorable death. I know they wouldn't want us to mourn them but they would want us to be encouraged by them and be strong. There is an enemy that needs to be defeated and they would want nothing more than for us to come together and work together to right the wrong that has been done to us and so many others. So, today we mourn." A hush went over the crowd as Oma paused, I could feel the goosebumps on my arms.

"Tomorrow, we fight."