~Narrator~
The days after the war were busy, exhausting and full of bustling excitement. As people found out one by one, they were given fated mates. Some found them instantly; others were still waiting.
The news didn't completely overshadow the loss people were feeling. Though finding a mate helped bare the pain.
The traitors were all dragged out. Stripped naked in front of their previous pack and all of the shifters and vampires, witches that still remained, they were then strung up and hung until dead. Some thought this death was too lenient, but Odette wanted to limit the impact of seeing the SecondMoon Pack's previous brethren being tortured before death, this was enough.
They needed to heal as a society, not damage and break people more.
Ambrose displayed the head of the rogue king at the front of the pack house gates. A reminder of his power. To the second chance he gave them.
