Inti’s p.o.v. I hold on to Jenna as I feel the bond break and I hear the sorrowful howl of an unfamiliar Wolf. Others join the Wolf in paying respect to a male that sacrificed it all for our unmated females, I allow Ronion to push forward and he joins the others. Jenna’s arms tighten around my neck and I can feel her tears on my neck, but I doubt she really understands what is going on. Just like she doesn’t understand the sacrifice her parents made or why they haven’t joined us yet. I just hope that we will find out what happened to her parents someday, she deserves to have closure and I vow to myself to do my best to find the answers. I stare at the sky above me, trying to accept the loss of a Pack-member and try to comfort a two year old at the same time. Well, Doc assumes that Jenna is two years old, but we might never know for sure until she shifts. My eyes start to feel heavy and I try to fight against the sleep that wants to overtake me, but it seems that my body isn’t planning on fighting. It becomes more difficult to keep my eyes open and eventually I just give up the fight, finally drifting off to sleep. “Inti, wake up.” I hear Joseph says, while he is shaking my shoulder and my eyes fly open at the realization that Jenna is no longer with me. I sit up straight to find Jenna not far from me and if I didn’t know that we are in the middle of a war, I would have thought we were enjoying a day with our Pack-members. Almost every Pup is sitting or lying a few feet away from me and I hear them humming a Celtic Christmas song, reminding me that the holidays are near again. For a few moments I allow myself to enjoy this feeling of peace inside me and I can even hear Ronion hum in the back of my head. “Dinner is almost done and beside your sleeping bag, everything is packed up.” Joseph says, before he starts humming along with the Pups. My mind wanders back to the male we lost today, he was a damn good Warrior and he will be greatly missed by everyone. I think the Pups will have the most trouble dealing with his death, after all he was their instructor. Pups always looked forward to his training sessions, because he didn’t treat them like Pups and that was greatly appreciated by the Pups. I have to thank Jocelyn for taking that difficult task out of my hands, I am not sure if I would have had the guts to end his life. No matter how bad the prospects were for his survival.Being raised by a Doctor prepared me somewhat for the journey that is called our life, but it didn’t really prepare me for the pain that comes with a bond breaking with the death of a Pack-member. I don’t think any Alpha or Luna is prepared for that kind of pain, nor for the feeling of failure and that is exactly what I am feeling at the moment. Failure, because I failed to protect him. “He knew what could happen, all of them do and yet they will follow you into the depths of hell if you ask them to.” Ronion says. I know that he is right, but it doesn’t make it any easier. None of my Warriors ever questioned any decision I made, most of them way ahead of me at times and each of them very aware of the fact that this war would end with casualties. My Pack-members know that I could have chosen to stay in White Mountain Pack, that I could have chosen safety over leading a Pack in a restless time and that eventually ended up in war. I made a promise to Alpha Amarah the day she accepted my request to get trained by her, I would return to Little Crescent Pack and lead it to the best of my abilities. I owed it to myself and to my Father to try and rebuild the Pack my Uncle tried to destroy. The pain is still there, but I know it will get better in time and I doubt he will be the last Pack-member I lose to this damn war. There is a silver lining to going back to White Mountain Pack, I will get to see Mom and Dad again and I get to spend time with my siblings. I haven’t seen any of them since I left, I barely had time to pick up a phone and make a call home. I get pulled from my thoughts by the smell of food and I see Indigo holding out a plate to me. “Thank you, Indigo. I could have gotten it myself, you know.” I say with a smile on my face. “Yes, I know that. This is just a way for me to say thank you for coming after me.” She replies, before she starts eating. Indigo and Jocelyn are sharing their meal with Jenna and it is cute to see her eyes lit up when there is something on the fork she really likes. She looks a bit disappointed when there is no more sausage on the plates, but then she realizes that I am sitting nearby. “Alpha Inti.” She says in a sweet voice, her eyes focused on the piece of sausage that is still on my plate and Ronion lets go of a soft growl. “Hmm, I don’t think Ronion wants to share the sausage.” I say and Jenna crawls over to me, looking straight into my eyes. “Please, Ronion.” She says, before she looks at me with a pout and I know that the Sucker is going to give her the last piece of our sausage.Indigo and Jocelyn are giggling, while Herold is rolling down the aisles and Jenna keeps looking at me with that cute little pout of hers. I turn my face to the sky to keep myself from laughing, but I guess I shouldn’t have done that. I hear everyone around me laughing and when I look down again I see Jenna with a piece of sausage in her hand and a smirk on her face. I can’t even be mad at the little thief, not when she looks at me like that and Ronion is in stiches in the back of my head. Yeah, she knows she got away with it.