Chapter 120: _ Homeless Bunch
Isleen
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We didn’t know what was next or what was coming next. None of us did. A wave of dizziness washed over me as I stood, my legs wobbly like a newborn fawn. Relief battled with a dull ache in my chest as I saw Liam barreling towards me.
His small arms wrapped around my waist in a fierce hug, his voice muffled against my stomach, shrieking, "Mommy!" The hug nearly knocked me off my feet. "Mommy’s okay! Mommy’s okay!"
Tears welled up in my eyes at the affection. I squeezed him back, burying my face in his soft hair. A choked sob escaped my lips as I released the terror that had gripped me throughout the battle into this embrace with my son.
"Yo! We’re all back in business now! Time to rock and roll!" Cullen’s booming voice cut through the emotional moment.
He clapped his hands together, a wide, toothy grin plastered across his face. I knew Cullen was always trying to find the best in every moment, but nah. Not this moment.
This was a sad and melancholic one for everyone and the pack at large.
Lupe groaned theatrically. "Rock and roll to where Cullen? Our houses are probably reduced to smoldering ash by now."
Her words were like a punch to my gut. I disentangled myself from Liam and slowly took in the scene around me. Houses were burnt. Some to the ground, some barely escaping destruction, and others, a little bit touched.
The acrid scent of smoke filled the air. No one would definitely forget the battle that had raged just hours ago in a long time in the pack.