Page 310 of His Sunshine Baby

“My poor babe…”

“I’m okay.”

“Okay? Babe, half of your bones are broken! It’s gonna take ages to heal…”

“I’m okay.”

I’m so glad they are fine. Those two were heroes tonight. Daniel is not a fighter at all, but he still stood with us, and jumped in to help Bobo. I’m proud of him. I sit next to Danny, caressing my best friend’s fur. I can’t help but cry a few more tears again, remembering Levi. My best friend sighs, putting his head on my lap.

“Don’t cry, if you cry… I’m gonna cry again too.”

I nod, but I can’t stop it. I don’t even dare to go and see his body. I’ve rarely felt so helpless. I take deep breaths.

“Ahem… Excuse me.”

I turn around, surprised to hear another voice. It’s a human man, looking tired but standing, and handing me his shirt.

“It’s just that, uh… I figured you might want to…”

Right, I’m still naked. I clumsily wipe my tears, get up, and thank him, grabbing the large piece of clothing. That guy is tall, his shirt covers me down to the middle of my thighs, it’s good enough.

“You’re the… sort of voice we heard, right?” he asks.

“Yeah. Thank you for coming.”

“It’s… We should have come sooner. We knew something was coming up, but you know, we thought it was werewolf business again. Then the word spread that the vampires were really getting… Anyway, we all heard your voice at the right time. We picked up whatever we had and decided to come. If we have a choice, we’d much rather pick the werewolves’ side than vampires.”

I chuckle nervously. No kidding. The vampires probably would have enjoyed a feast.

All around us, humans and werewolves are helping each other. Some rescue teams are still doing their best to take the victims to the nearby hospitals or give them first aid on the spot. I look around, feeling unsure.

There are so many victims. I start helping, like a robot. We decide to gather the dead together so everyone can find their loved ones, and help identify them. I see so many people I know… I have to stop several times to cry, pull myself together, find new bodies, gather them, and cry again. At some point, when I’m on the verge of tears again, someone pulls me away from the gathering of bodies.

“Hey, hey, come here.”

Clark takes me away for a bit, and holds me in his arms, soothing me a bit. I didn’t even notice my godfather was near me until then. I don’t know where everyone is. I’ve just been going back and forth, helping whoever needed it and trying not to think.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” he whispers.

I just let go and cry again, sobbing loudly. I’ve been collecting so many bodies from our pack, I can’t hold it anymore. People I grew up with, and some young ones I trained… How do we keep going after this? All of the clans have collapsed. Alphas, Betas, fighters… so many people have died. I mumblemy worries to Clark, unsure if I make any sense with all the sobbing.

“Don’t worry. We'll take it one step at a time. The pack will be okay. We will decide with the King what happens from now on…”

“Clark, Chris is… I think he… sacrificed himself.”

“I heard what had happened with Iris. I think so too. That kid… He probably thought he wouldn’t make it in this war. He also… He had some regrets about his sister. Chris was too good. He probably thought this would be the best way to help us. To help you.”

I cry again, thinking about my cousins. I can’t believe they did this. Even Iris redeemed herself, in a way.

“Xavier is…”

“I know.”

I don’t know when my uncle died. I didn’t realize until I saw him among the victims.

Clark hugs me until I can calm down.

“Have you seen a doctor yet? Your back…”

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