Arabella’s Point of View

My brows furrowed in surprise as we walked the streets of our pack. There weren’t any burnt houses or collapsed buildings like I had expected.

Every house that was destroyed during the war yesterday had been rebuilt, and everyone was smiling as if nothing had happened. They didn’t look like they had just survived a war.

What on earth is happening? Or was that war a dream? But it felt so real... it can’t be a dream, right?

"Hey, Dolphin," I nudged her ...