Ivy pov

Smoke drifted across the courtyard where flames had burned all night. I walked slowly through the ruins, my hands shaking as I tried to take everything in.

The ground was covered in black ash. Pieces of broken weapons lay everywhere. Wolves moved quietly from one wounded warrior to another. No one spoke loudly. Even children whispered.

I took a deep breath and walked toward the healers’ station. My legs felt weak, but I forced myself to move.

Mara met me halfway. Her hair was messy, ...